Sunlight bled into the room one off streaks as Caleb stirred and moved slightly over the mattress, until he pushed up against Naya.
"What are you doing?" She registered it immediately but didn't move away.
"Sleeping," he muttered against her neck. "Why—" he moved more. "What does it feel like I'm doing?"
"Causing trouble." She answered with her eyes still closed, "kinda surprised you still have this much energy after hickeys last night."
"Ughh!" He groaned audibly against her neck. "Are we still talking about this?"
Her voice dropped. "If you don't want to talk then maybe you should be poking me."
He whipped back around, trying to fall back asleep without anymore trouble.
BANG——
BANG——
His peace was short lived as the banging on the door forced him to get up and made Naya face the door.
Alice stood on the other side breathless. "Y— You" She said between breaths. "You're on TV."
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