"Nope, you must be hearing things." Grumbled, pushing off the bed and managing to stay balanced on my feet. Fuckin A that was some good fucking. Good thing Sammy was two floors down, otherwise he'd want to find a new place to stay.
"You? Control yourself, now there's something new. Must have been all that time in jail huh?" Ducked a pillow on my way into the bathroom. Ran some water in the sink, wiping my face down.