It was clear Harper was in good spirits despite considering she drank everyone else under the table. Perhaps it was her tolerance or she was secretly not drinking as much as he thought Devin threw a pillow at her after her joke landed so poorly on everyone save for herself. She fell onto his bed and the light spotlighted every lack of flaw on her body. Her hair shone in the sunbath and was as bright as the sun almost. Her curves cast small shadows on her chest and only seemed to highlight her most sensitive parts. 

Standing up he passed on grabbing his PJ bottoms that were on the chair near his nightstand and walked to the other side of the bed where Harper had put her head. He leaned down and kissed her while curling his fingers into her hair with a sense of lust. He then stood up and threw one of his dress shirts onto his bed and on top of Harper. Still silent he walked into his living room and grabbed some water from the fridge. The whole apartment was already smelling like coffee from the Starbucks on the first floor of the building and it made Devin crinkle his nose. 

If only he had realized he hated the smell of coffee before he signed the lease. He thought to himself. Still he had heard enough hook ups complain and bought a coffee maker which he turned on for Harpers sake. Walking back into the bedroom he smiled and spoke. "Coffee will be ready in five."