I heard his footsteps coming over and the mattress sink down a bit, as Brandon seated himself on the edge of my bed.
“Char, wake up.” He spoke is his typical Brandon tone.
“Why did you close the door?” He asked me, while I let out a big sigh, trying to act as if I was waking up from hearing his voice.
“I took a shower, I didn’t want anyone to walk in, there are so many guests here. If someone would go nosing around and they would walk in on me standing underneath the shower…” I didn’t finish my sentence, Brandon could imagine the rest. He would have gone full ‘bad wolf’ and he would have killed whoever had done that. So I was relieved when I felt him nodding his head in approval towards me. He remained quiet for a while before I could feel him looking at me in the dark.
“So, I just
