Her face! He mustn’t see her face. Amy turned around immediately, yanking the knob.
“Relax.” She heard, and her head whipped around.
Luther took off the coat he was wearing, and Amy almost flung something at him. Instead, she let her hand rest on her chest.
“You scared me!”
“I’m sorry about that.”
Amy took in deep breaths, waiting for her heart to calm down, and stop beating like it was really going to burst out of her chest.
“What are you doing here? Weren’t you back at the party?” She asked.
“Well, I knew you’d try something as silly as coming here alone, so I came to wait for you.”
“Uh? Actually, I was going to call you when I made it up here.” She said, but Luther wasn’t buying it. The look on her face gave out her lies.
“How do you feel now? Better?”
“I believe we should
