Mae POV
I wake up in a tangled mess of legs and arms with Tish. I don't know why we bother to have separate bedrooms. Most nights, we end up with each other.
Wiggling myself out of Tish's grasp, I reach for my phone. It is 9:00 a.m., and I have fifteen missed calls, all from work.
"f**k!" I groan.
"What's wrong?" Tish moans in protest.
"I have a million missed calls from work," I sigh. "I am so fired."
I quickly call my supervisor, Tony, back. "Mae," he yells through the phone. "We have been trying to call you all morning."
"I am sorry. I guess I was just so tired from last night's shift I didn't hear the phone ring." It isn't exactly a lie.
"We need you to come in early," Tony yells. "You are going to have to work a double. Christina called in sick."
I roll my
