"I thought I should wake you so that we can go out as I promised."
"Mmm. What time is it, Nathaniel?"
"It's 12 am. You slept for a couple of hours before I woke you up."
"Good grief. That means what we did was a couple of hours," Dominique said, blushing.
"Well, yes. I told you I was going to take my time," Nathaniel smiled.
"Honestly, Nathaniel, I don't think I have a concussion. I feel great," Dominique said, as she stretched out.
"You promised you would stay here tonight. Are you backing out on that promise?" Nathaniel asked.
"No. I promised I would stay tonight but in the morning, I am going home. I need to get my door fixed and I want to stay at my house. Tim said everything was taken care of so I'm assuming that means he talked to Jacob and straightened everything out."
"I will talk to Tim and find out what is going on. I really don't want you mixed up with those people. They are bad news, Dominique."
