When I looked up Eliott had disappeared and I was alone. I swear only a moment had passed, and yet he was nowhere to be seen. Sitting up I looked over both sides of the room, and was finally put at ease when Eliott emerged from the bathroom holding some sort of bottle.
“Geez, what the hell was that?” I asked, probably a bit hysterically if I’m being honest. But I was freaked out, and I didn’t like not knowing where he had gone.
“I went to grab some massage oil, I’m sorry if I left suddenly.” Eliott said, holding his hands up in surrender at first and then putting the bottle downa nd rushing to my side. He laid next to me in the bed and turned his body to face mine. As we lay there he touched his forehead to mine and the only other part of us that touched was our knees.
“I’m not trying
