NOAH'S POV
A low groan slipped from my lips as the morning sun crawled across the hotel window, stabbing directly into my eyes like it had a personal grudge. My stomach grumbled loud enough to make me wince. Damn it. I hadn’t eaten properly yesterday. Lucas had made breakfast before we left, but I was in too much of a rush to even take a bite. Now, my stomach was throwing a full-on tantrum.
I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and glanced around. Sebastian’s bed was empty. Of course it was. He was probably out being annoyingly perfect while I looked like a half-dead raccoon.
Dragging myself from the bed, I shuffled into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. Bathing was not an option, not while my stomach was holding a riot.
I threw on a clean T-shirt, ran my fingers through m
