Penelope’s POV:

I thought Saturday would be better.

Ha!

The sound of screaming, specifically Silas’, forced me out of bed. Well, I did try to get out. But something...someone was stopping me from getting up.

“It’s been a hot minute since I woke up to noise. Who’s kid is that? So loud…” a deep voice groans, right behind me.

“Hey…”

Vincent’s arms wrap around my stomach, drawing me closer to him while his face pressed into my nape. “Can we just stay here? Like this?”

“Nope.” I pull his arms off me and jump to my feet. “We’re here for Silas’ birthday,”

He props himself up on his elbow, his...