After a while of letting Jordan and Joel comfort me, with words and touches, I needed to go home. I needed a shower and to change out of my work clothes.
“I needed to go home,” I mumble; I started to feel sleepy.
“Are you sure?” Jordan asked. “You can always stay here; we have a spare room for you to use.”
It was really tempting. I bet the room would be nicer than my whole house, but I had to check on my mom. I doubt she moved or noticed how long I have been gone. I’m sure Jess was getting worried. I wouldn’t be surprised if she were outside my house waiting for me. One time, I was just too tired and forgot to call her. She came into the house using the spare key under the mat and ran into my room, slapping me awake.
“Yeah. I told Jess I would call her when I got home.” I answered.
