Nicholas found out pretty quick that wake-up sex just wasn't going to happen. When I woke to an alarm, I looked a mess and felt worse. I pushed his arm away, stumbling my way to the bathroom. I glanced at the dried drool on my cheek and my unruly hair before washing my face and pulling the hair into a ponytail.

I traded places with him and dressed in my running clothes. The four of us needed to keep up the cardio training, so it was an early-morning run before we had to leave for the television studio. With Fiona unavailable, Nicholas was my primary security, with Carly watching from...