CHAPTER 44

"Good morning," Jake smiles, walking over to me whilst holding a tray one handed. The smell of pancakes floats through the air and my stomach grumbles loudly.
"Morning, what time is it?" I smile back, running a hand through my hair. We didn't get home until late last night, the sun was beginning to rise just as I was drifting off.
"It's two in the afternoon," Jake chuckles, sitting down onto the empty side of my bed.
"Seriously? Wow," I respond, happiness filling my stomach...