Part 20

Haisley was surprised to wake up in bed. The last thing she remembered was sleeping with Gilbert the night before. Perhaps Gilbert had kindly moved his body to another room. That's what Haisley thought. She stretched and groaned before getting up from her comfortable bed. Once again, she was startled by the presence of a man she had never imagined standing there, looking at her with his arms folded across his chest.

"N-Nathan? When did you arrive?" she asked, her forehead wrinkled. Haisley groaned inwardly. How could she look so disheveled while he appeared so perfect in his short-sleeved shirt and khaki chinos, his hair still wet from the shower.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready? We're supposed to have breakfast soon, right?" he replied.

Haisley furrowed her brow again, not because of Nathan's words, but more to remember where she had put her bag. She quickly got up and went to where she had left her bag last night. Then she brought the bag back into the room, placing it on the bed an