A gentle tapping sound next to my ear wakes me from my deep, dreamless slumber. It takes me a couple of moments to realise that the noise is actually Taylor typing away on his laptop next to me. I let out a great big yawn as I attempt to stretch myself out. This is a feat in itself as I am tangled up in my pregnancy pillow, one of those random contraptions that you never think you will need until you try stuffing standard pillows under your belly, only to have them shift halfway through the night.
“Welcome back to the world,” Taylor smirks down at me.
I blink my eyes as I try to wake up. Bright light floods the room so I can only guess at how long I have been asleep. “What time is it?” I mumble as I pull myself up into a seated position.
“Um, just after eight,” Taylor responds. “I wasn’
