Kenny’s POV
“Kenny! You better wake up and get your ass over here! I am not playin’ with you today, boy!”
My eyes snapped open, off-white drop ceiling greetin’ me like normal. The sun slottin’ through the blinds of my room twinkled in a way that seemed more golden than usual. I stretched, crackin’ my neck, feelin’ better than I had in months. Like all the energy that had been drained out of me healin’ Gordon had been topped back off and then some.
I smiled, rollin’ over to get out of bed to sneak into the shower.
Goddess, that was some dream. I was glad it was all over. I hit flesh.
That’s when I realized one of two things.
One is that I wasn’t the only occupant in the room.
Two, Cal wasn’t my only visitor.