Chapter 12
Jojo walked into their room and closed the door as quietly as he could. The room remained quiet. He had expected Adam to still be lightly snoring, just like he had left him about an hour ago.
“I’m up” Adam said, his voice a little hoarse.
“Sorry. I went for a run, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s all right. What time is it” Adam asked.
“It’s around seven-thirty,” Jojo said. “Did you want me order breakfast?”
“That’d be great. Don’t you have the tour of the hotel and meeting with Francesca and Jizelle?”
“Yes, we pushed it to after eight-thirty. Want to join us?” Jojo stripped off his shirt and running shorts. After he removed his socks, he pooled them all up and threw them on top of a plastic laundry bag.
“I might just rest here, or head down to the pool.” Adam yawned. “
