Fingers on her back woke her. Sydney squinted against the sunlight and looked over her shoulder. Hunter traced her tattoo. A sharp rap on the door made her jump.
“Hey, girl, you’re late for class. Get your a*s in gear. I’ll see you tonight.”
Sydney rolled over and slapped a hand on Hunter’s mouth. She waited until she heard the front door close. Panic stole through her. “f**k. What time is it?”
Hunter rolled away and checked his phone. “Eight thirty.”
“Damn it.”
“What?”
“I have a nine o’clock class. That I’m obviously going to miss. Fuck.”
“s**t. I’m sorry. You didn’t say anything last night and I didn’t think about setting an alarm. We were both pretty spent.” He sat up and swung his legs off the bed. “If we hurry, maybe you’ll make it for part of the class.”
She climbed out of be
