Disoriented, it took me a couple seconds to figure out I was in Lucen’s bed and that the owner of said bed had changed my ringtone yet again after I fell asleep. Certain the noise had woken him up along with me, I made a point to kick him as I lunged for the phone. “Yeah?” “Do you always answer your phone with yeah?” It was Mitch’s voice on the other end. Yawning, I checked the clock and was dismayed to discover it was only ten in the morning. “You’re not the first person to ask me that. I thought you were Tom. Not many people are cruel enough to call me at this hour.” “The sun’s been up for hours.” I forced myself upright, ignoring Lucen’s death glare. “I’m on pred time. Weren’t you up late working with Claudius?” “Not that late. What were you doing at that satyr’s apartment all night? Hold on, never mind.
