#Chapter245
/"Stop! … It’s a done deal, you’re getting laid on your return, so you don’t have to chat me up./" I giggle at him, lighter, less suffocated with my own moods.
/"I already know you’re a sure thing… I’m being serious though, Sophs. You’re crazily talented, so stop stressing out about this show./" His soft sexy voice removes the last traces of my anxious turn and I spread out across the bed, rolling to his side in hopes of any lingering Arry scent, but Janetta has changed the bedding again. I sigh and inhale floral laundry powder instead.
/"Just tell me you will be there… Without a doubt, and I’ll feel better./"
/"I’ll be there. Couple more days and I will be right back beside you, where I belong./" He responds genuinely.
/"Okay. So… What are you doing tonight?/" I try to change the subject so the anxiety in my stomach will disperse.
