ADELINE
Thank God it’s my day off today. It’s time to look for a muse. I rolled over, my feet touching the cold spot of the floor. Even though I didn’t know much of Wesley’s schedule for the day, I secretly hoped he’ll be back early.
I thought about Croix and the whole muse thing and I decided against it. I’m not single anymore and my boyfriend is also cute and all so I can use him. Also, I don’t think Wesley will appreciate me using Croix as my muse, right?
I throw on some oversized sweater, tossing my mess of hair into a messy bun and head for my lifeline, the coffee machine. But as soon as I opened the door, I’m hit with the aroma of freshly ground beans and the back of a certain someone’s head.
Ugh. There’s no escaping him.
Walking into the kitchen, I brushed past him, grabbed my
