Noah’s POV
I’d love to say we went to bed and had a night of rough, all consuming s*x, but it would be a lie. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was asleep, everything from the last few days and the rubbish night sleep I had in the hospital all caught up with me, knocking me out.
Waking up today, I roll over to an empty bed, the covers pulled up neatly, the sheets cold, proof that I’ve been alone for a while.
Pouting, I roll back, grabbing my cell from the bedside table and squinting at the screen, groaning when I see it’s past ten am. I haven’t slept this late since before puberty!
As I place the cell back on the table, the door opens softly, Daisy slipping inside, a tray balanced on one hand. Glancing up, a smile forms on her lips at finding me awake, making my chest warm.
‘You’re
