I must have fallen asleep on the couch.
One minute I was lying there, still caught up in that ridiculous dream, and the next thing I knew, my phone was ringing.
I groaned, reaching for it blindly.
Brie.
I squinted at the screen, then checked the time.
“It’s morning already… how did I sleep here?” I mumbled.
I picked up, still half-asleep. “Good morning, Brie.”
“Where are you?” she asked. “Your nine o’clock is here.”
I sat up so fast I went lightheaded. “What?”
“You’re late.”
I checked the time again.
God. I had an appointment today, and I was already ten minutes late.
“s**t—s**t. Brie, please stall them. Give me twenty minutes.”
“I’ll try,” she said. “But she’s already waiting.”
“Thank you. I’ll be there soon.”
I was never late.
If anything, I was usually the one waiting f
