27

"I know you'd pretend to be sick," Brett said, pulling the thermometer from my mouth and tossing it onto the mattress of the bed. "Even if you truly were having a fever, I would still have insisted you go."

"I really am tired," I said, rubbing the dark circles underneath my eyes, "And you don't seem to remember that we just had a few hours of sleep."

Brett could just do so much as roll his eyes at me and rip the covers off of me. He pulled me to the floor and rushed me to the bathroom.

"I'll be waiting," he said. "Make it fast."

"Aye, aye, captain." I groaned and made my way to the bathtub, before closing the door with my foot.

Sean and Sapphire didn't come back to the room last night. Apparently, Sean used to stay here before he moved to Boston. So they were spending time together at his house.

After I took an extra hour to spend in the bathroom, I finally got outside when I ensured that I didn't have anything else to do inside. Brett was getting impatient, the look on his face said