I look left and right in the hallway, to make sure the coast is clear. I don't want anyone seeing me running around with a torn blouse.
Making sure no one is around, I rush up the stairs.
"Rough day?" I hear Terry's sarcastic voice behind me.
I place my hand on my hip and turn only slightly, not allowing him to see the full of me. "Don't you ever have something to do? Besides spying on other people, that is."
He laughs. "What's gotten into you today?" He lifts his hands and leaves at the opposite direction.
Something definitely has, I bitterly conclude. And it was too good to be able not to think about it for the entire week.
I sigh and enter Darius and my bedroom. Just seeing our bed makes me imagine us making love on it.
I mean, we already did it once. What does it matter how ma
