TREVOR hurries into the bathroom, kicking the door open so hard that the bottom part was damaged.
He found her leaning against the wall, stark naked. A flicker of worry crossed his face, but he quickly looked away, embarrassed. "What the heck is going on with you?" he asked, his voice strained. "I thought something terrible had happened!" he mumbled, turning away from her.
She immediately pulled the towel that she had just hung behind the door and slowly walked back to their bed.
She suddenly felt relieved when she noticed that Trevor was no longer there. Maybe he had rushed out.
She hurriedly dressed. Then she took out her cellphone and immediately called Trisha.
"Trish, where are you?"
"We're having a great time," she said, "I went for a walk with the makeup artist and the event o
