Elizabeth Brooks
Carter Manor, LA
April 4, 2002 (the next day)
Despite how tired and exhausted I was, I couldn’t sleep. Not only was my body heating up from Jake’s proximity, but my throat was painfully dry. I decided that the best thing to do was to just get something to drink and walk around until I was sleepy.
I gently lift Jake’s arm from around my hip. Immediately his arm tightened and pulled me even closer. I felt a soft kiss on the back of my neck “where are you going?” he asked huskily.
“The kitchen” I informed him. Usually I would get upset that I had to announce where I was heading but after last night, I thought twice before I said what I wanted to.
“Okay. Hurry back up to bed. You need sleep” He whispered before he released me. I hurried out of the bed, grabbing my phone
