I open my eyes slowly and wince. "Who the hell left the window open?" I moan, and nudge Finn next to me.

"What do you want love?"

"Close the blinds." I mutter darkly.

"Why should I be the one who has to get up?"

"It was your idea to fly to Australia for Foster's."

"Drinking Foster's elsewhere is blasphemy."

I moan. "I'm aware of that, but the blinds are still open."

He groans. "Well I can't very well get up and close the blinds if you're on top of me, can I then?"

I roll over. "Are you going to bring me coffee?" I ask as he gets up.

"Call room service."

I grab the receiver of the phone, and dial.

"Room Service." A chipper voice responds.

"Coffee." I mutter. "Lots of coffee."

"This is suite 1430, correct?"

I wince, and glance across the room at Finn, who's on his cell. "What room are we in?"

He sort of wilts a bit. "1430 love." He says, then goes back to his conversation.

I turn back to the phone. "Yep. Can we get two each of bacon sides, pancakes and hash browns too?"

"Would you like any juice with that? Or cream for your coffee?"

"No thanks. Actually, hang on." I glance at Finn again. "Do you defile the nectar of the gods with additives?"

His eyes go wide at something on the other end of his phone, and he ends the call. "No love, black coffee is fine." He collapses on the bed next to me.

"No additives, thanks." I tell the girl.

"That should be up shortly." The line dies, and I glance at Finn.

"What's wrong?"

"That was my mother." He sighs. "Logan, spiteful wretch that he is, called her to inform her that I'm in Sydney."

I lie next to him, and turn my head to face him. "That bad?"

He turns his head to meet my eyes. "We've been summoned."

"We? You mean me too?"

He nods. "I almost had her convinced Logan was lying about having brought a girl, and then you called out about the suite number."

"So we've been summoned to your parents' house."

He nods again. "She wants to meet my new girlfriend."

My eyes go wide. "She is aware that we're not dating, right?"

"She's not likely to listen to any protests. She's too excited that I'm finally bringing a girl home." He pauses. "Actually, she's more excited that I'm visiting, period. I don't get home much."

"So you just didn't tell her we're not dating."

"Wouldn't have done a whole lot of good love."

"When do we have to be there?"

"Three."

I glance at the clock. "It's noon."

"I know."

"Remind me to hurt Logan when we get back."

"In a naughty way?" he grins.

I smack his stomach. "Mean."

"Sorry love, but you have to admit, I was bound to say it eventually."

I sigh. "Yeah, I suppose."

"That's not a good tone."

I laugh. "I suppose it's not. I don't know, he's just being an ass lately."

"This is about his uncharacteristic possessive streak, isn't it?"

I nod, and then wince when someone knocks at the door. "That had better be my coffee." I mutter, getting up and opening the door to reveal a uniformed worker pushing a cart.

"Room service." The guy grins.

I turn into the room. "Food's here." Finn appears at the door to the bedroom.

"You ordered food?"

I grab the pot of coffee. "And coffee. You should tip the guy though. He brought the nectar of the gods."

He grimaces. "Why do I have to tip him again?"

"You would be the one who has money." I remind him.

He nods. "Fair enough." He offers, grabbing his wallet and handing the waiter a bill. "Thanks mate."

The guy's eyes widen in surprise at the large bill and I grin at him. "Just take it and go, he's overcompensating for having to deal with his mom today." I offer with a shrug.

He nods, and hurries out. "You didn't have to explain it to him love."

I snort. "Finn, you just gave him a thousand dollars. That guy doesn't even get that on his paychecks."

His eyes go wide. "I did what?"

I laugh, and push him towards the table. "Eat some bacon. We need to go shopping before dinner with your mother."

He looks at me strangely. "Why's that?"

I stare at him. "Did you bring any clothes with you? Because I didn't."

He sighs. "Fuck me."