Ding-dong!
I struggled to the door of my apartment. It was morning and too soon. There wasn't the need to return to the mansion, Dad was gone with mom.
Claire had insisted I slept over at her place but I didn't need consolation.
"Chris," I called out once I opened the door.
"Thank goodness you are okay." He said, rushing in and pressing a kiss on my lips.
"Why?" I asked, having freed my lips and shut the door.
"Your phone. I have been calling." He said,
"Oh, sorry, I haven't been with it. Must be somewhere around" I told him with a mild smile.
"It's fine." He said,
"I..thought you were mad at me and didn't wish to see me," I told him.
"When have I ever been successful at that?" He asked.
We both smiled at each other. I watched him come closer, I knew by the way he looked at me, he wanted me too.
