I wake up to the feeling of soft fingers gently tracing a line up my spine. I roll my head to the side and look up to see Rhodes sitting on the side of the bed dressed in a suit, a soft smile across his face. It dawns on me that I have slept naked in his bed. Thank god I'm lying on my stomach or else I would have given Rhodes quite the view in the morning.
"Morning," he says quietly, sliding his hand back up my back to tuck some of my unruly hair behind my ear. I can't imagine the kind of mess I must look right now.
"Hi," I reply softly. "What's the time?" I ask him. I don't have class until the late afternoon, so I should be fine for time. It's still good to know either way.
"It's still early, just past seven. I didn't want you to think I had just skipped out in the morning," his lips curl up into a soft grin as I hum in response, stretching myself out slightly.
"Thanks, I can get dressed quickly and leave with you," I say as I go to tug the sheet up under my armpits. He probably doesn't want to just leave me here in his apartment while he goes off to work.
"No no that's fine, you relax. When you're ready to leave just dial 7 on the phone beside the bed and tell Ambrose you'll be coming downstairs. He'll take you back to your place or wherever you need to go," Rhodes gestures to the phone on the bedside table.
"That's okay really, I can take the bus I don't mind. You need Ambrose," I smile at him and turn my body to lie on my back, the white sheet held tightly to my chest, thank god it isn't see-through. He shakes his head, though I can see a hint of a smile on his lips.
"No no use Ambrose, I have half the mind to get you your own driver." I think he can see the look on my face that this discussion could get heated so he decides to change the subject. "How're you feeling, after last night?" A look of concern washes over his face.