I woke up to the smell of pancakes. Stretching, I realized that I was no longer in the living room. I was lying on the bed beside Ashlee who was completely knocked out.
The room was large. The white walls contrasted with the black wood furniture beautifully.
I slowly stood to my feet and entered into the washroom, finding my bag. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and washed my face with warm water after brushing my mouth.
I walked into the kitchen and leaned against the wall, watching Trent scramble eggs. He had his back to me. His hair was messy as usual. He changed his boxers to pajama pants which highlighted his amazing ass.
I sighed heavily knowing that I was going to get ignored the whole day. Last night I fell asleep in his arms and I knew it would be the first and last tim
