You let out a groan of complaint when your phone started ringing on your nightstand. When you tried to move, an arm wrapped around your waist, preventing you from doing so, pulling you closer, pressed your back against his strong chest.

“Rafe…” you murmured, your voice a little raspy and sleepy from having just woken up.

The dirty blond guy ignored you completely, his eyes still closed and his body pressed against yours. “Let it ring,” he replied in a raspy, slurred voice.

You rolled your eyes and, reaching for your phone, which was still ringing. The small smile on your face disappeared when you saw who was calling you—(change the name as you prefer)—your ex.

“Who is it?” Rafe’s voice snapped you out of the bubble you’d been trapped in when you read your ex’s name on your phone screen. You noticed him open his eyes and gently place a kiss on your bare shoulder.

“Uhh… Nobody,” you said, a little confused by the sudden call and at the same time nervous to have Rafe lying in your bed after your busy night.

Your words made him look over your shoulder and see the name of the person calling. “Mhm… So the ex is looking for you again…” he said with a small smirk. “Does he know you spent the night with me?” he whispered in your ear with a defiant, mocking tone.

Before you could answer, he quickly extended his toned arm and, in one movement, took your phone, pressing the answer button and bringing it to your ear. “Hello?” Rafe spoke, looking at you with an arrogant, playful smirk as he answered your ex's call.