“Barnett, open up!” Lily called.
Barnett sighed and got out of bed. It was still early in the morning, early enough that he wanted to yell at her through the door and tell her to go away. He hardly slept as it was. The last thing he needed was an early morning wake-up call.
He pulled on his robe and stomped over to the door.
“Barnett!” she called again.
He yanked open the door and scowled down at her. “Do you know what time it is?”
She smirked and shoved past him into his apartment. At least she had two coffee cups with her. She handed him one and he took a sip. It was still hot, and it burned his tongue.
“It’s a beautiful day,” she said.
“Is it?”
He sank down onto his couch and pulled his robe tighter around him. Lily didn’t sit down, she just started pacing back and forth in fr
