Yena dove into her bed, landing in the middle of all the new, big fluffy pillows and laughing.
“It’s weird,” she said. “Everything’s so different now. It feels really good to be back here though, that’s for sure.”
She grabbed a pink velvet pillow and held it to her chest. Then looked at Evan and smiled.
“You’re different, too,” she said. “Like you finally grew up or something.”
Evan shrugged. “Guess it had to happen at some point, right?”
She giggled.
He had a vision of diving onto the bed on top of her, pinning her down, and kissing her.
Yena raised an eyebrow at him and asked, “What?”
“Nothing.” Evan shook his head. “I guess I was thinking that you… you really grew up,
