Twenty-Two: Sloane

I felt a weird sense of uncertainty as I looked around my room, feeling as though I was forgetting something but unsure what it was. Maybe it was anxiety or nerves, but something wasn't sitting right with me.

I couldn't tell if it was a warning of something bad coming, and that made me uneasy.

Now that I had sex with Greyson, I felt uncertain about where we stood. Had he enjoyed it? What would he want to teach me next?

My phone vibrated in my hand, and I lifted it to see Grey's name across the screen.

Grey: This is taking too long. I'm on my way to come break you out.

I giggled, covering my mouth in case anyone had been walking by my room. The chance of being heard was slim to none with the measures put into place for our enhanced hearing, but I didn't want to draw any attention to myself if I could help it.

Sloane: I'm leaving right now. I'll be there soon.

Grey: It's been a week since you've been in my arms. Soon is not soon enough.

Sloane: It hasn't even been twenty-four hours.

Grey