I tore from deep sleep to the sound of the alarm going off. “What now?” I groaned, burying my face into Elijah’s shoulder. We’d moved from Ariah’s bed to mine and fell asleep there.
Despite a lot of kissing, nothing more happened. But I wasn’t going to lie. I wanted things to head in that direction. Elijah was the one who decided we should take our time.
Sigh.
Elijah muttered a curse, gently nudging me off from him. “It’s something serious.”
“How do you know?” I popped my eyes open.
“If the alarm rings three times consecutively, it’s something important but not life-threatening. Six times, it's a serious and potential danger. Like with the convict on the grounds.”
“How many times did it ring?” I sat up beside him.
“Twelve.” He got off the bed and straightened his shirt. He turne
