QUINN
Movement stirred me awake. I started to move but froze when the person next to me stopped. Sleep cleared from my head, and I remembered falling asleep with Michael in my bed. After a long pause, he started to move again, extricating himself carefully from our position. He quietly got off the bed and lingered for a moment. I stayed still, keeping my eyes closed. He was leaving, and if I woke up, he would stay and get us both in trouble.
After a drawn moment, he crept around the bed. There was shuffling of paper and a scratching sound from the other end of the room where my desk was. When it stopped, I heard his careful steps move towards my door. His steps paused, and then I heard them coming closer again. His scent was strong as he bent over and pressed his lips to the outer corne
