CHAPTER 72
Payton
A quiet beeping pulls me into consciousness before it’s stopped.
“Sorry,” Nero whispers, pressing a kiss to my hair. “Go back to sleep.”
I slide the hand that’s resting on his chest around to his side, and I squeeze him in a partial hug. “Just another minute.”
His chest rumbles under my ear. “How swiftly you’ve stopped being a morning person.”
Eyes closed, I smile at his tease. “I was never a morning person.”
A big hand rubs circles on my back. “Then why were you working at a place like Twin’s?”
“I don’t know if it’s the time of day or what, but breakfast places seem to have less harassment from customers.” I yawn. “Or maybe it’s just the fact that they aren’t drunk. But the few times I’ve worked in bars, it wasn’t fun.”
Nero’s heavy exhale ruffles through my hai
