Finley's POV
Smells of savory food fill the house, along with my senses, waking me up slowly. My eyes flutter open as I stretch feeling my stomach growl because of the amazing scents. I know I should feel like s**t, but I suprisingly feel pretty well rested despite my shitty night.
Besides my eyes feeling sore and puffy along with my heart hurting, I can't help but get out a bed way easier than expected. I pull myself out of the bed realizing I'm still in my bra and thong. I grab a big shirt I have, throwing it on as I hesitantly step out of my room. My bare feet glide across the floor so quietly as if I'm some sort of ninja.
I watch Jameson move around my kitchen as if it were his own. I cross my arms getting closer as he turns around grabbing a plate and noticing me walking in. My p
