Demyan
By the time Ethan had returned I was dressed in one of his large black shirts, a pair of his light blue boxers and I wore knee high socks simply because I could. My hair was still damp from the bath as I sat on the couch in the living room.
"Give me five minutes to shower," he kissed the top of my head before he ran up the stairs in his navy blue tracksuit and cap. I could smell the breakfast from the kitchen but I quickly finished off texting Malia before he could return.
I had made up an excuse that Dad and Pa wanted to go camping since all of us were home so we would be out for the weekend. I just wanted to let her know in case she could not get hold of me. She was more than understanding and excited because her Mum had arrived which meant she would be busy.
