Our first dinner together at the house was not terrible. There weren't many noises and chatting during. I have concluded these people didn't know how to talk about anything else than business. I could bet they didn't even know the meaning of fun. Kevin was jovial and sweet. However, there was a limit to it. His kind of fun was centered around business.
I fluffed out my pillow and slipped into the bed.
If there was nothing else I loved in my room, it was the bed. Soft and comforting. It even had a remote control to adjust the structure. How cool was that?
Knuckles drummed on my bedroom door. Before I got a chance to get out of bed the door opened. Kevin pushed in his head.
"Good, you're already in bed." He closed the door behind him and sauntered into the room.
I sat up. "Yeah. Is
