I groan as I roll over and grab the phone off the nightstand. A grin bubbles up as I look down at Brayden and see he is still sound asleep next to me. My focus slides down to the bottom of his neck and his shoulder peeking out of his shirt. The dark bite mark shines bright as a sense of pride rushes through me.
My grin instantly disappears as soon as I see Hunter flashing across Brayden’s phone.
I accept the call and bark, “What do you want? Do you know what time it is?”