Chapter 51

Megan's POV

A persistent mewling noise slowly coaxed me out of slumber. Blinking blearily, I registered Smoky batting at my face with an insistent paw.

"Good morning to you too, little miss," I mumbled, voice still husky with sleep.

Smoky simply meowed louder, traipsing across the pillow to nudge against my cheek demandingly. A glance at the bedside clock showed 10:04am in blazing red numbers.

Pressing the heels of my palms into my eye sockets, I attempted to shake off the lingering mental fog. Damn, I really had slept in after that late night call with Lilly disturbing my-

The bedroom door flew open with a jarring bang, causing Smoky to leap away with an indignant hiss.

"Good God, you're still entombed?" Jane's nasal voice preceded her sweeping into the room in a billow of floral perfume. She looked equal parts scandalized and vindicated at finding me rumpled amid the twisted sheets.

Frowning, I squinted against the harsh s