~Avery~
The morning sun hadn’t fully risen when the shrill ring of my phone jolted me awake. Something warm and heavy was draped over me. I turned to see King lying beside me, his arm snugly wrapped around my waist. I flung his arm away like a rag doll, my heart racing as I checked under the blanket to make sure I was still fully clothed. To my immense relief, I was. My little freak-out must’ve woken him up because he let out a sleepy groan. Ignoring him completely, I snatched the persistently ringing phone from the nightstand and saw it was Mom’s name glaring accusingly on the screen.
“Good morning,” King mumbled, voice thick with sleep.
I shot him a look that could kill were they bullets before practically leaping out of bed and diving for the bathroom. Every muscle screamed in protes
