Staying Over

"Do you think we should wake her?"

"No. We shouldn't she needs her rest and honestly she hasn't bee sleeping well lately."

"Oh, really. She's slept like a baby here all through Saturday. Why don't you come downstairs, Carol, and have some tea while we wait."

"That would be lovely. Ginny speaks very highly of you and your family. And that's saying a lot because she barely talks."

"She's my namesake, you know?"

I heard the door shut and their voices became faint.

Once I was sure they were gone I slowly opened my eyes, aware I wasn't in my own room.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." 

I felt like I jumped out of my skin. 

"How long have you been here?"

"Well, it's my room. Soooo, the entire time. You snore, little mate."

I blushed knowing that I do snore and it's not the cute, quiet snore. I can sound like my father did. I went to pull the covers back over my head but two arms stopped me. An