How long have I been asleep? The light filters through the window and I rub my eyes as they struggle to adjust. An instant burn shoots through my shoulders as I prop myself to a sitting position. I should’ve known I’d feel like this. Two knocks bring me to my feet. “Are you decent?” Cole peeks around the door. “I guess so,” I say while throwing my hair into a messy ponytail. Good thing because he certainly didn’t give me any time to get dressed. I’m shoving my shirt into my pants when he struts in, staring at me. He gives me a sly smile that melts into complete shock when he focuses on the walls of my room. “What the hell is that?” He points at my wall. “What?” I play ignorant. “You know exactly what.” “Oh, that.