I leaned in to kiss Priscoll again, I could feel his body responding to mine. But just as things were starting to heat up, we heard a knock at the door.
"Priscoll, are you okay?" Sarah called out from the other side of the door. "I brought you some coffee."
I froze, my heart racing with anxiety, I don't want her to know that I'm here
Priscoll quickly whispered to me
"Hide under the bed sheet, now!" I scrambled under the duvet, holding my breath.
Priscoll then calmly got out of bed and opened the door, pretending that everything was normal. He slipped back into bed, and I found myself on top of him. He quickly pulled the duvet over us, making it look like he was alone in bed.
Just then, Sarah walked into the room, a tray of coffee in her hand.
"Hey, Priscoll, I brought you some coffee," she said, her eyes scanning the room.
But Priscoll just smiled lazily and said,
"Thanks, Just put it on the nightstand."
