Eve’s POV:
“Relax Eve, it’s just the guys.” Enzo assures, rubbing his hand over my shoulder to sooth me. He gets up and goes to the door, opening it wide for his band mates to come in. They all enter the room and greet me with a wave and a chorus of hello’s. Dean walks in front of everyone heading to the kitchen.
“Please tell me that there is some coffee left.” Dean calls out.
“Yeah, Enzo made a big pot.” I informed him.
“At least some of us are in the right state of mind.” Dean grumbles as he disappears into the kitchen.
“Not all of us choose to run our bodies off of caffeine.” Novak calls out to Dean.
“Well, maybe you should. Perhaps then you wouldn’t be so uptight all the time.” Dean replies, coming back into the room with a mug in his hands. He sips on it as he glares at the lead
