CHAPTER 15

Millie’s POV

I was deep in dreamland, snuggled under my blanket my mind half on Jay and half in Dreamland when the shrill ring of my phone yanked me out of my slumber.

My first thought was that something terrible had happened. Maybe the world was ending, or worse, someone had figured out I was hiding my dirty laundry under my bed.

I groaned, fumbling around in the dark until my hand found the phone. The screen was too bright, and I squinted as I tried to see who was calling me at this ungodly hour.

“Sam,” I muttered, a sleepy smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. Of course, it had to be Sam.

He was the only person who would dare wake me up at this hour for something that was most likely not an emergency.

I answered the call, already bracing myself for whatever craziness he had in store.

“Millie! Babe!” Sam’s voice burst through the speaker, loud and enthusiastic, as if it wasn’t the middle of the night. “You won’t believe what I just heard!”

“Sam,” I groaned, flopping back ont