I woke up the next day to those sexy brown eyes staring at me.
"I know that is kind of creepy," I said. "But morning."
"Morning to you too," he chuckled, tracing a circle around my lower back.
"Quinn."
His hands danced around my body and close to my butt.
"Quinn, we have to prepare," I said.
"You don't seem too keen to wanna."
He did have a point. His hands were tempting, and made me want to stay on the bed forever.
"You think Christine would be okay with this?" I asked.
"Yes, she is," Christine's voice echoed from the other side, making us jolt.
"You were listening to everything?" I said, lifting the sheets to my chest.
"A quick reminder of thin walls," she said. "Hard not to."
"I think there needs to be something about these walls," Quinn muttered.
"About what happened yeste
