Ray dragged his hands down his face, groaning through his teeth as he sat up. His head felt like lead. Before he could even swear at her for throwing a cushion at his face, Milady leaned down, her face coming unnaturally close to his. Her lips were parted slightly, her eyes softened with a rare, sultry look that made Ray's heart instantly hit his ribs.
"If you get up right now..." Milady whispered, her breath brushing warm against his cheek, "...I'll give you a kiss to start your day."
Ray's brain, still half-fogged by sleep and heavily wired for cheap dopamine, took the bait instantly. His eyes dropped to her lips, his body leaning in on instinct, pride completely forgotten for a fraction of a second.
TAP.
Milady flicked him hard right on the bridge of his nose, pulling back with a loud, mocking laugh that cut through the room like shattered glass.
