I SAT BOLT UPRIGHT. What was that noise? Where was I? It took a moment to process my surroundings. Ah, Matt’s lounge room. I must have fallen asleep after lunch. Between last night’s poor sleep and all the travelling before that, I was more tired than I’d realised.
The deadlock clicked as it tumbled over. I ran my fingers through my hair, then wiped some moisture from my cheek. Bloody hell, I’d been drooling in my sleep. I looked at the blue cushion I’d been lying on. Yep, wet mark. I flipped it over just as the front door swung open.
“Hi honey, I’m home,” Matt said in his cheesiest voice. He ditched his wallet and keys on the kitchen bench, then snuggled in next to me on the couch. He leant towards me, as if to kiss me, then paused, c****d his head to one side and asked, “What have you
