Evan was vaguely aware that someone was snuggled under the covers. He was more asleep than not, and his roommate had people over. More than once he had woken up with a stranger sleeping off too much to drink in his bed. Better safe than being scraped off the road. He ignored them.
They snuggled in and wiggled their cold toes between his warm body and the mattress.
“What the f**k!” Evan practically screamed as he leaped out of the bed.
“Come back. You’re so warm,” the woman said, wistfully. “I’m Remi.”
She looked up at the man whose bed she was in and whose sleep she had interrupted.
“I’m Marcie’s friend.” Remi blinked a few times.
“That’s nice Marcie’s friend, but who the f**k said it was okay to climb into bed and put your cold toes on me?”
He felt a bit crazed with bugged-out ey
