“Wake up!” a voice called out just as Jake felt something soft smack into the side of his face.
“mm time is i…” he mumbled and tossed the pillow that had just landed on his head aside while registering somewhere in his sleep fogged brain that the soprano voice was that of his cousin, Becky.
“Thirty minutes since you were supposed to be up,” Becky said moments before the blankets were ripped away from over him.
Jake sat up with a yell as the cold air did what his alarm had failed to accomplish thirty minutes before, his hands going instinctively to cover his crotch.
“And he sleeps in the buff,” Becky said in amusement, “Get up, if you hurry you might still get some breakfast before we have to get to work.
“What the fuck?” Jake grouched and looked out his window, the sky beyond a yellow orange glow, “What time is it?”
“Four thirty,” Becky replied.
Jake glanced from the window to the door of his room, Becky leaning against the doorframe while grinning at him in amusement with her arms crossed. She didn’t seem to be in any hurry to leave while he sat with his hands still covering his crotch. She had her long, brown hair tied in a ponytail stuck through the back of a ballcap, her hair hanging down to the center of her back while she watched him.
“Sometime today,” she said while still watching him.
“Fine!” Jake shot back, “I’m up!”
“Yea, I see you’re up, what I don’t see is you getting out of bed,” Becky said without moving from where she watched.
Jake felt his face heat in embarrassment while covering his morning erection.
“If you leave I’ll be able to get dressed!” Jake demanded while still covering himself.
“What, you got something I haven’t seen before?” Becky asked curiously, “I mean, honestly it didn’t look like much before you covered up… but it is cold.”
“What?” Jake asked in surprise and looked down at his hands cupped defensively over his crotch, his arms covered in goosebumps from the cold air.
Becky snorted in amusement and stepped out of the door and walked down the hall.
“Hurry up!” Becky called back, “Dad’s already going to be plenty pissed that you’re trying to catch up on your beauty sleep!”
Jake watched her turn and then disappear down the stairs before he stood and began to hastily get dressed. He couldn’t believe Becky had barged in on him when he had been naked even if he had overslept. And who could have blamed him for oversleeping, he was still in shock that he was expected to be up and out of bed by four every morning while he was on his summer break.
“Summer break my ass,” Jake grumbled after pulling on his boxers and a pair of jeans, “And it’s summer for Christ’s sake, why the hell is it so god damned cold!”
He pulled on a shirt emblazoned with the CSU ram before grabbing a pair of socks and hurrying out of the room, bare feet slapping against the hardwood floors.
“Morning,” Bill, his uncle said flatly as soon as he entered the kitchen, Becky glancing up and hiding her grin behind an oversized mug of coffee.
“Sorry,” Jake mumbled and sat down in front of a plate of scrambled eggs, sausage patties and toast next to Becky who had already finished her breakfast.