Mike rolled over as dawn broke through the curtains hanging at his window. He raised his hand sleepily up to his face, rubbing his eyes and rolling over. There was only one brunette head of hair snoring softly in his bed.
"So um, s*x?"
Mike sighed and shook his head. 'Not yet,' he thought.
"What's the point of getting out of bed if you aren't gonna hit that?"
'School, shithead.'
The voice was silent for a second, but then replied, sounding irritated. "You realize you're insulting a voice in your own head, right dumbass? You called yourself a shithead."
'You think too much.'
He turned and brushed the hair away from Danni's face and leaned over to kiss her. She smiled and yawned, stretching her arms out, her warmth and softness drawing him in.
"You are irresistible," he said, smiling
