-Lauren's POV-

The planning went well the heist is tomorrow. I'm unlocking the door to Ryan's and my apartment. I know he's going to have an explanation as to why I left and why I'm coming home at 1 in the morning, if he is awake that is. I do not have one. This is not going to be good.

I walk in the apartment, all the lights are off except the one in the master bedroom, hopefully he feel asleep with the light on. I put my stuff away, didnt bother to turn on the lights because fuck it, and carefully walked into the bedroom. Ryan is sleeping in a book on his lap. Thankfully i didnt put my pajamas away earlier so they are already on the bed. I grab them and go into the bathroom to quickly change. My pajamas is one of Ryans old t-shirts thats very big on me that i washed twice and a pair of his boxers i washed about 10 times, seriously.

I carefully take the book of Ryan, marked the page he was at and put it on his nightstand.

"Hmm..Lauren?" Ryan said waking. FUCK!

"Yeah its me love, go back to sleep."

"When did you get home?"

"About twenty minutes ago.

"What time is it?"

"1:22. Go back to sleep love." I said and turned off the light. I walked over to my side of the bed, got in and cuddled up Ryan. "I love you."

"I love you too."

I fell asleep in his loving arms