Though what caught my attention was that the only thing on his dresser was a shadow box, triangular black frame, holding a folded American flag.

That didn’t bode well.

I went to throw the covers off in order to get out of bed when I saw a piece of notepaper on the pillow beside me.

Knowing it was from Axl, I snatched it up.

Classily, but surprisingly, it was heavy stock and had a dark monogram at the top that told me his full initials were ASP.

I wondered what his middle name was. At the same time, I thought I didn’t know anyone who had monogrammed notepaper. And on top of that, I saw he had small, precise handwriting.

I thought all this, but I didn’t think on it much.

I read the note.

Hattie~

You’re even adorable when you sleep.

Oh man.

I loved he thought that.

And I was glad, when he saw me sleeping, I wasn’t drooling or snoring or anything else equally mortifying.

Make yourself at home. If you don’t know how to use it, the Nespresso machine should be self-explanatory. If you have trouble, call. Cisco dropped your bag this morning. It’s on the kitchen counter.

Oh my God.

My purse!

I’d totally forgot, I left it in Brett’s car.

Brett brought it around.

He was so nice too.

Everyone around me (outside my stalker, and, as usual, my dad) was just so nice.

When you’re ready, let me know and me or one of the guys will be there to take you home.

~Axl

He ended it in a way that wasn’t nice.

It was wonderful.

PS: Best wake-up call I ever had, honey.

Totally.

Wonderful.

Smiling to myself, I threw off the covers to get out of bed, keeping the note with me and searching for his cat.

I moved toward the wide hall, which I saw last night led not only to the bathroom, but another room at the other end.

I headed to the bathroom first, noting the hall walls were mirrored on one side, before I noticed they were actually mirrored doors to two closets on either side of the entry to the bathroom.

Interesting.

The bathroom was more of what was in his bedroom. Chrome fixtures. White walls and white penny-tile floors. White marble countertops with gray veins. But the cabinetry was navy. As were the thick towels.

I brushed my teeth.

And with what I hoped was as little snooping as possible (but I only did it with a purpose, and that was not to snoop, it was about dental hygiene), I found not only did he have floss (and he told me to make myself at home, so I tore off a string), but also strengthening and whitening mouthwash (I had this too!). So I used some of that as well.