The next day I wake up early when I feel Apollo licking my face. Willa must have let him in last night. I turn to avoid his kisses, but he gets more insistent, even climbing onto the bed with me.
"Buddy, enough," I whisper.
He barks.
I squeeze my eyelids shut and shift in bed, only to bump into Willa’s huge belly, still asleep beside me.
Apollo barks again.
"Take him out to s**t," Willa murmurs, her voice still sleepy. Then she flings her hand out and accidentally hits me in the face… but it still hurts.
"f**k," I mutter, pushing her hand away.
"Don’t be rude."
I roll my eyes and finally swing my legs over the side of the bed. I stand and take Apollo to the backyard so he can do his business. I wait until he’s done and clean up his mess without really thinking about anything, mecha
