Chapter 12

SAMMY

I slept for the whole day and most of the night.

I woke with a growling stomach. I threw on some slippers and a robe over my pajamas.

I snuck downstairs to the kitchen to try and find something. Anything to eat.

I found some left over pot roast. I sat on the floor against the fridge and shoved pieces of it into my mouth. Mouthful after mouthful. I ate like I hadn't eaten in a month.

"You know. The chef's going to be pissed when he finds out."

With my cheek stuffed, I turn my head to the voice.

Bastian comes out of the darkness.

"What?" My face full of embarrassment and shock.

He chuckles as he sits down on the floor and leans against a cabinet. He's wearing track pants with no shirt. His hair pulled up high on his head. "I couldn't sleep so I was doing paperwork by the fireplace. I was surprised to see this tiny woman sneaking around in the dark."

I blush and offer the leftovers.

He takes out a piece. "Thanks." He mumbles with a full cheek. "So, you're awake."

I nod.