Lucas: Fake

I OPEN my eyes, a blurry vision clouding them the moment I do.

Mmmm. There's something heavy pressing down on my arm.

Flipping over, my face lands in a pile of black curly hair that smells like my favorite scent. Roses. I inhale, smiling at myself when she draws in a large breath and lets it out in one low snore.

Who knew I'd ever find snores cute?

Raising Iris' head slowly, I withdraw my arm from below her head, making sure not to wake her up. A cramp immediately attacks like it has been blocked all this while. I wince, shaking my hand vigorously and making my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth before Iris wakes.

We ended up sleeping in the same room because of Paul. When I told him to bring Iris' bags upstairs, I forgot to tell him where to take them. I thought he knew it was supposed to be the guest room, but when I walked upstairs with Iris and left her in her room, I was shocked when she asked me where her clothes were.