Hockey Boyfriend For Pay
Probably just like this — half naked, half asleep, and half stupid.
He rolls out of bed in one chaotic motion, grabs his suitcase, picks it up, and practically dives into the bathroom to hide as Joy groans and stretches in her bed.
I’m just petrified in bed, completely losing my shit.
All I can think is: lawsuit, lawsuit, lawsuit.
“Morning, sunshine,” Joy sing-songs as she moves to one side to shut her machine off. Suddenly, the room feels too silent. Way too silent. Too much. “Were you able to sleep, dear?”