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I forced myself to sit up so I could stretch out. I was too tall for this sofa, and I was either going to have to suck it up for a few days or admit to Grace that this sofa sucked to sleep on.
Which was ridiculous, given that it was the comfiest thing I’d ever sat on.
I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t wait for her. I was going to have to go in search of a bathroom.
I pulled on my t-shirt and socks and crept out of the room. There was a bathroom just down the hall that nobody should be using, so I rushed in its direction and let myself in to do my morning business.
With that done a few minutes later, I went back to my room where Grace was folding my quilt in the living room.
She looked up and smiled when I walked in. “Good morning. I thought you’d run off and left me for a minute.”
“I needed the toilet,” I explained, closing the door behind me.
“Oh.” She frowned. “You could have used the one in here.”
“I thought you were still asleep and didn’t want to disturb you.”
“Don’t be silly. If you need to go, you need to go.”
“So you were already awake?”
She motioned to herself. “Do I look like I just woke up?”
I ran my tongue across my top lip. “I’m not answering that. It’s a trick question.”
Grace laughed and carried the quilt and my pillow through to the bedroom, setting them on the end of the bed. She’d already made it, tucking the quilt in and everything.
She was neat.
I just left the bed as it was. I might throw the quilt over in a rough attempt at making the bed on a good day, but I sure as shit didn’t tuck it all in like that.
“What?” She brushed her hands over the top of the blanket, smoothing it out, and eyed me. “Is my top see-through or something?”
My eyes jerked down to her chest and back up, and I rubbed my hand down my face. “Jesus, that’s just asking for me to be in trouble.”
“Oh.” Her cheeks flushed pink. “I was just… Um, you were looking at me weirdly, that’s all.”
I scrubbed my hands over my face and sighed. “You made the bed.”
“And that warranted such confusion on your part?”
“I don’t normally make the bed.”
“You probably didn’t need to tell me that. Your surprise gave it away.” She folded her arms across her chest, pressing her boobs up, and I averted my eyes to the window.
“Have you looked outside?” I asked, catching a glimpse of the weather through the crack in the curtains.
“No.” She paused. “Why?”
I walked over to the curtains and pulled them open, revealing the snow falling outside.
Grace gasped and rushed over, practically pressing her face against the window the way a child would.
It was annoyingly endearing.
“It’s snowing?” she asked, her breath fogging up the glass pane in front of her.
“Yep. I told you last night I thought it looked like snow.” I leant against the wall.
