Natalie lay in bed, lazily typing with one hand. Natalie: Let's not. I'm going to sleep.
Edward replied instantly. Edward: Your light is still on.
Startled, Natalie sat up straight. She ran barefoot to the window and, through the night haze, spotted Edward's presidential car parked below.
Natalie sighed.
Another message came through. Edward: I'm coming up.
Natalie: Don't!
She glanced at the other bed, where Marianna was fast asleep.
Not wanting her mother to see Edward, Natalie quickly texted. Natalie: Stay there. I'll come down.
She could have ignored him, but he had saved her life today. It felt rude not to at least talk to him.
Natalie quietly slipped out of the room, carefully closing the door behind her. But the moment she turned around, she bumped straight into a solid chest
