EMILY'S POV
I stretch my hands and legs while yawning. Oh my lord, I feel refreshed. I sat up straight in Mason's bed as I scan the room. No sign of him here, and the room looks brightly illuminated by rays of sun coming out the open curtain. I blink constantly, first time I don't feel deranged waking to an empty bed. What's the time anyway?
I dip my hand under the pillow looking for my phone, it's not here. Figures, I'm not in my room. Steadily I search for a clock, still on the bed looking round. There is a mini digital clock by his bedside. I gasp wide-eyed reading the numbers displayed. 14:58. f**k. I've been asleep for so long. I jump off the bed, quickly spreading the sheets over it and arranging the pillows. It's to three pm. I should not let work occupy my mind cause going to t
