Sabrina rolled her eyes in both frustration and surprise at his behavior.
"Real freaking mature," she muttered to herself and went to bed too.
She felt like it was such a pity that their newly established relationship status and perfectly going evening was ruined by such a small misunderstanding.
Butter then again, what exactly could she do about it?
Except, await for his Majesty the king Edward to get out of his funk?
She thought bitterly, as she closed her eyes and hoped for sleep to take her.
Before she got a chance to escalate things further in her mind.
She woke up the next morning; made her bed, washed her face and brushed her teeth.
Then found yoga pants to wear and a matching tight vest, before heading to the living room to work out.
"Good morning," she said to Edw
