Chapter 50

Just Let Me Be A Grump

Ethan

"Wakey wakey, hands off snakey!"

I groan and pull the covers over my head, bury myself under my pillow so I don't have to hear Owen's annoying voice anymore. "What the hell, man? I thought I was here on vacation?"

He jumps on my bed and jostles me around. "I think we already established that you're my free labor."

"Just let me sleep."

"You think just because in one night you polished off over half the beer I'd so graciously stocked in your fridge I'm gonna go easy on you? Think again. Get your ass up. Shower. Brush the funk off your teeth. You can sweat off your hangover."

"You suck."

"Nah. I leave that to the ladies."

"I hate you."

"Aww. Such sweet words."

I reach out from under the blankets and swing at him but he hops off my mattress and onto his feet quicker than I could ever manage. At least in my current state.

He chuckles. "Come on, princess. Time to get to work."

"Screw you."