Aeryn was more than happy to spend weekends in bed with John. In fact it was one of her favorite activities. It was hard to get her out of bed at all. If she had it her way every day would be spent in bed with John and in love, but she didn't have it her way and that annoyed her more often than not. They had responsibilities to attend to, things to get done, Moya to babysit, but not today. Today was Sunday and some sort of ridiculous holiday and Aeryn intended to stay in bed all day long.
But those plans were upended when Aeryn rolled over to touch John in just the lightest way. She had her hand tracing over his chest for a split second before she realized it was completely devoid of hair. Her brow furrowed and her eyes lifted to John's face to discover another man, no boy, in her bed.
"WHO THE FRELL ARE YOU!?" she exclaimed, sending a punch right at the intruders nose.