I barely slept that night, tossing and turning, watching as the inky blue sky gradually lightened, and the moonlight turned to a pale pink sunrise. I heard Evan make his trademark thump in the next room as he stumbled out of bed and banged his knee on his bedside table.
"Will you ever stop doing that?" I called out, throwing back the covers and shivering at the blast of cold against my skin.
Even the heating in the house wasn't enough to block out the icy Winter chill.
"Doesn't look like it." Evan yawned, leaning against the doorframe in his boxers.
He looked so adorable first thing in the morning, his hair tousled and the sleepy look of his eyes. I grabbed my dressing gown, wrapping it around me to shake off the cold, and crossed the room to the doorway.
"How the hell can you do that
