CHAPTER ELEVEN

              I drape myself in white jeans and a bright yellow shirt with puffy full arms. I brush my wet hair and leave them to dry naturally. I grab my phone from the nightstand and rush to the door. I freeze, " I didn't lock it. Did I? " I shake my head, " I was in tension. I'm still tense. " I unlock the door and walk downstairs.

      My inside clenches as last night flashed before my eyes. A huge smile appears on my face. I lower my head and fight with the yearn that insists on looking at his room's door. With a heavy sigh, I whirl toward the stairs. 

      I turn toward the door. But I wasn't sure if this was their room or not. I look around. I fish out my phone and call Sas's number. 

     " Hey! Where are you? " She asks. 

     I bite the corner of my lip in anticipation, " I'm downstairs."