Stephanie's POV
The ringing of my phone pulled me from a deep sleep.
Groaning, I reached across the nightstand, but by the time I grabbed it, the call had already ended.
Squinting at the screen, I noticed a few missed calls, a few from an unknown international number and one from Tiffany.
I immediately called Tiffany back.
She answered on the first ring.
"I'm on my way over. Have you made breakfast yet?"
"Why are you yelling?" I muttered. "You're giving me a headache."
"Stef, why are you still in bed?" she demanded. "Did you party all night? Or better yet... did you have some mysterious hookup that kept you out all night?"
I buried my face in my pillow.
"Just shut up. I'm tired. I'll see you later."
I hung up before she could ask any more questions and promptly went back to slee
