Chapter 8For the remainder of our holiday, we spent nearly every waking (and sleeping, now that I think of it) hour together. Not counting our daily ‘alone-time sessions’, of course. We went out to eat together, watched movies, and got fresh air and exercise by strolling across the nearly deserted campus. But mostly we talked. Talked about everything: our families, school, love, s*x, and life after school.
On the last night of the holiday, we had burned off some excess energy in a friendly wrestling match. The other students had returned however, and we realized it was time for us to quiet down and get ready for bed.
I climbed into bed behind Angela as I had on the previous three nights and drew myself close. Neither of us had found any reason to change our sleeping arrangements. I still
