Hit Me Like A Ray Of Sun
“Bitty. Holy fuck.”
Bitty’s eyes fly open.
Ransom is only an inch from his face.
“Wake up, Bits.”
Bitty groans and holds onto the blankets but Ransom gets a good grip on them and rips them all off at once.
“Justin Oluransi I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’m never making pie for you again. I mean it. I need my rest. I was up late studying.”
“I was to studying.” He only talked to Jack for ten minutes. Fifteen tops. “And if you don’t let me sleep for the remaining 25 minutes that I am allowed I am taking every single piece of dessert that I make here and bringing it to the LAX house. You’re going to ruin it for everyone.”
“Jeeze,” Ransom says with a roll of his eyes. “So dramatic. Just like your boyfriend.”