Chapter Thirty Three

Ariana

I stretch and turn, waking up Thursday morning. Then I remember Liam slept over in my bedroom. A smile creeps on my face while my hand roams on the other side of the bed looking for him. The space is empty! My eyes shoot open and I look around the room.

I find Liam pulling on his shirt. He is already dressed in his pants.

"Good morning," he mubles while picking up his socks.

"You are going? Now?" I ask.

"Yes. I have to go and have a shower, put on some new clothes and go to work," he responds. I can't hide my disappointment.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" I ask, sitting up not caring to pull up the bedsheets to cover my bare chest.

"You were sleeping like a baby and I didn't want to wake you up," he replies. Not knowing what to say, I look at the alarm clock on my table. It is 6: 40 in the morning. There is one foil packet left on the nightstand.

I pick it up and hold it before him.

"I would like to stay and use this one," I say, though I know I don't stand a chance. I