Tamara finished changing into her silky-soft pajamas when she heard a knock on her door. She sniffed the air and smiled to herself, glad it was him once again.
“Come in Sam!”
Sam walked in and closed the door behind him, looking at her from head to toe
“You were serious? Are you going to bed? It's not that late yet”
Sam was genuinely surprised that Tamara was getting ready to sleep, in their short weeks together they had spent almost every night with each other, and Tamara always stayed up at least until midnight. Her fidgety nature caused her to always search for something to occupy her hands with, coloring, drawing, knitting and even making jewelry for herself until late at night. Sam thought it was cute to watch her work and funny she had transported so much stuff with her to the ju
