Chapter 25

"Wakie Wakie." 

I recognized that voice that whispered by my ear. That honey scent which greeted my nostrils for a brief second, they were enough to jerk me from my beautiful sleep. Rather I turned on my bed, pulling the blanket so I could get my sleep back. 

"Kevin wake up!" Claire pitched as she strolled to our wardrobe. 

"What time is it?" I grumbled, still reluctant to open my eyes. I clung unto my pillow, imagining it was her for a split second. 

"This is past six." 

"Past six? It's too early." I replied in a faint tone. "Claire come back to bed." I whispered already feeling my sleep returning. I usually wake up by ten or eleven in the morning but this past few da