Chapter 139 Better Than Anyone's

• I awake to the sound of some asshole pounding at my door. I look at the clock. It’s 2 freaking am. I want to roll over and go back to sleep, but whoever it is, is incessant.
• Grumbling, I pull myself out of bed. The place better be on fire or something for how much urgency is in that knocking.
• I throw open the door, and Beau is standing there. He’s shirtless. His bare chest is littered with love bites and lipstick smudges. He smells a bit like his date’s perfume and cigarettes from the bar. And sex.