ALLISON’S POV
I roll over in bed, stretching my arm out to find Justin, but all I grab is his pillow. My eyes slowly flutter open and I groan, falling onto my back as I stare at the ceiling. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I yawn. Where did he go?
Just as I’m about to sit up, the door opens and Justin walks in, drenched in sweat. The second his eyes land on me, a smile spreads across his face and he heads straight toward the bed.
“Good morning, bean.” He leans down to kiss me, but I press a finger to his chest and push him back a little. His eyebrow lifts in confusion.
“You’re sweating,” I whisper, scrunching my nose. “And you left me in bed.”
“Practice, baby.” He pinches my nose playfully. “But I’m back now and I brought—”
A loud crash from outside cuts him off. I flinch, my head sn
