It never failed. The second the sun crept over the horizon, Summer’s eyes flew open.
Most of the time, it was little more than a mild annoyance. But given recent events, all Summer wanted to do was sleep the hours away. The woman in bed beside her did bring a smile to her face, because what a night they’d had, but that good night also meant she had seen sleep for far fewer hours than she had hoped.
With a sigh, Summer rolled onto her back and grabbed her phone. The burner Noah had gifted her. Chewing on her lower lip, she opened a notepad app she wasn’t sure would be on this phone. But it was, and her fingers started dancing over the virtual keyboard before she could stop herself.
Thoughts trapped in Summer’s head for the last several days, only now spilling out of her after a night of alcohol and amorous company had loosened her filters. She could hear the voice telling her it was a mistake as she typed, but Summer couldn’t stop herself.
The sheets bunched around her waist, and Summer cast a glance to her right. She hoped the light from the phone wouldn’t wake Tasha. She didn’t feel like explaining what she was writing.
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