He realised that what had woken him up was a knock and a whisper from the door.
“Mel,” the whisper came again, a little louder. “Mel, I’m coming in.”
The door opened before Kyle’s sleepy brain had the chance to react. A dark-haired young woman appeared in the doorway, peering in from behind the door. He had never seen her before.
“Oh my god. I’m so sorry. I am so sorry,” she said. Her eyes had widened at the sight of him. No wonder. She had just realised that there was what appeared to be a naked man in her friend’s bed, even if she could only see his chest and head.
She was turning away from the room when a voice sounded from the hall: “I see you have met.”
This was met with a stunned silence.
“Rose, this is Kyle, Kyle, Rose.” Mel had appeared at the door with a tray.
“Yeah. I just
