Raylyn nearly snapped awake, apparently not in the deep sleep she had first assumed as she stretched and yawned. Her silky black pajama shorts rode up slightly as she slid from the bed. Adjusting she rubbed her emerald eyes and opened the door. â€œYes?â€ she instantly snapped awake as she saw the man who had been playing the guitar standing before her.<br/><br/>â€œOhâ€¦Uh hiâ€¦I-If my standing there listening and drawing distracted youâ€¦Orâ€¦erâ€¦ummâ€¦Please donâ€™t eat me?â€ sighing she blushed deeply and mumbled, â€œhell I donâ€™t know what to say after the day that Iâ€™ve had.â€ Raylyn raised her brows and cleared her throat. â€œHow can I help you?â€