CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

I tucked my hair in a bun as I walked down the stairs. I woke up when Agat was ready to go to his office.

     "Good morning," I said with a smile.

     He turned, still grasping his file. He put it down on the table and paced toward the mattress. He glanced at me with a curl on his lips. He placed his hand on my jaw and pressed his lips softly on my lips, "How are you feeling?" He asked, drawing his head back.

      My cheeks felt warm to me, "I'm good," I shyly said.

     His head snapped at the table as it began to ring. He took long strides and answered, "I'll be there," he slipped it in his pocket.

     He gathered his files," Are you going?" I asked.

     "Yes, I'll be back soon." He said as he looked at me.

     I smiled and nodded. He paced toward me and pecked on my cheek before pacing out of the room.