Chapter 33

Angelica

I groan in my bed trying to stop the ring of my alarm clock. My wobbly hands reach the head of the time piece sitting on my nightstand but the irritating sound doesn’t seem to have any intention to stop. Running a series of curses I open my sleepy eyes and find that it was not my clock that was trying to disturb me at this unwelcoming hour but was my stupid cell phone. This better be something important or I am going to rip the hairs out of the head of this untimely intruder.

Looking at the phone I find a familiar name flashing on the screen. Why is this sexy hunk calling me at this time?

“Hello…” I voice out still sleepy pressing the answer button.

“Angelica, are you alright?” comes out his panic voice.

“What the hell…” I mutter under my breath and answer him, “Still breathing.”

He doesn’t seem to note the indignation in my tone and continues to speak. “Last night I had a very bad dream about you, baby. I was awake almost the whol