Leigh Ann groaned, opening her eyes. Her back arched as she stretched. Sitting up, she ran a hand back through her tangled hair. He was gone. She exhaled sharply, muttering, "You're such an idiot…" "I'm gonna have to agree." There was a squeak of hinges as Drake pushed open the ajar door with his back. Leigh Ann raised a brow at the sight of a Starbucks cup in his hand, "You went and got me coffee?" "No, I went and got me coffee." Sighing, she rolled her eyes back. "You are the idiot."