Tequila's POV
As usual I was up first, sitting on the balcony in nothing but a thin T-shirt and a pair of soft grey leggings.
"I can't believe you would do this to me." An unusually deep voice causes me to smile as I stare at the half naked man in front me.
I've grown accustomed to the rose tattoo that wrapped across his neck, the 'Ace' that was written in cursive on both of his pecks, and the others that littered his torso.
He comes closer to me, his sweatpants handing a bit low as he rubs his face, sitting opposite of me.
"What did I do?"
"When I wake up, guess who wasn't there!" He purses his lips and I grin. "We need to get rid of your problem."
"My problem?"
"Yes, the I can't stay my ass in bed problem you have." He deadpans and I laugh lightly. "Now, come here." He leans ov
