*Beep beep beep beep*
The alarm blared, cutting through the quiet apartment like a knife.
Liam groaned and reached for his phone on the coffee table, silencing it with a quick swipe.
7:30 AM.
He sat up slowly, his neck stiff from the awkward angle he'd been sleeping at all night. The couch wasn't built for comfort, and his body was making sure he knew it.
Across the room, he heard rustling.
Tasha was squeezing a pillow over her head, trying to block out the noise even though the alarm had already stopped.
'Guess I woke her up.'
Liam stood and stretched, his back popping in a few places. He grabbed his phone and headed to the bathroom without saying anything.
Twenty minutes later, he emerged showered and changed into a clean black t-shirt and jeans. His hair was still damp, and he ran a hand through it as he walked back into the main room.
Tasha had given up on sleep.
