Ava POV
My alarm went off at four-thirty Monday morning.
Blaze's arm tightened around my waist before I could reach for it.
“No.”
I laughed into the pillow.
“That's not how alarms work.”
“Turn it off.”
“I have to get up.”
“No, you don't.”
“Yes, I do.”
His face buried against the back of my neck.
“Flight can leave without you.”
“That would be a problem.”
“For who?”
I rolled over.
“For the pediatric patients expecting a nurse.”
“They got doctors.”
“Blaze.”
He opened one eye.
I smiled.
“Morning.”
“Ain't nothing good about it.”
I kissed him.
“Coffee?”
“Only if it somehow cancels your flight.”
I climbed out of bed.
Behind me, he muttered something I deliberately ignored.
Today was departure day.
No more lists.
No more meetings.
No more planning.
Time to go.
By fi
