Fourteen

Bella tugs her tiny sleep shorts up her thighs until the waistband rides low on her hips. Pulling down the tank top to cover the elastic band of the shorts, she is ready for bed. The pink fuzzy clock on her bedside table tells her that it is only twenty-two minutes after seven, but she is bored and restless.

She can not focus on a movie or a book, so that pretty much limits her forms of entertainment down to nothing. She can't go for a walk or anything to burn off the restless energy that she is brimming with and another bath is out of the question.

Seeing nothing else to do, Bella climbs into bed. It has been almost an hour since Adam left and as she suspected