***James***
"I knew there had to be something wrong with Serena," Joel whispers from the other side of the room.
I look over at him and frown.
"She snores," Joel clarifies, swinging his legs out of bed, "no early morning gym session this morning then?"
I shake my head.
"Not today. Today, I am going to enjoy this," I whisper back, looking down at Serena's face smooshed against my t-shirt.
"Well you've got ten minutes until the bathroom is free," Joel says, skipping out the door. I smile to myself, for this is twenty minutes, in reality. I gently extricate myself from Serena, figuring that another ten minutes in bed won't harm her. I proceed to drop to the floor to do my pushups, marvelling at how many I can do these days.
Joel comes back into the room at the most inopportune time, ha
