I turned down the AC because I was getting chilly. I’d been naked for an hour, but Ardent still hadn’t shown up. I was getting really uncomfortable in my pose, so I finally just lay back for a bit.
Isn't he coming home? What is he even doing at the office this late? I checked my phone to see if I’d missed a text, but there was nothing. I was starting to get a real chill, thinking I should probably grab a blanket before I catch a cold.
Another hour dragged by. Now I was just getting annoyed and impatient. I figured I might as well go to sleep; maybe he wasn’t coming home at all. Maybe he was crashing at the apartment because he was still pissed at me.
I woke up to the sound of the shower running. My eyes were heavy, but I forced them open to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Ardent was home.
