SIX
I opened my door to see darkness. Everyone was asleep. Next to me I could see Sam's bedroom light still on. I knocked on his door and he soon opened.
'Hey, Sam. Sorry, if I woke you. I couldn't sleep,' I said wearily.
'Oh, Six! No, you didn't wake me, I couldn't sleep either. Come in.' He said, obviously pleased.
I stepped inside and sat on his bed, just as he came to sit next to me.
'So, do you remember how you got out of the FBI's hands?' I asked.
'No,' He said, his eyebrows scrunched. 'I was unconscious at the time. All I remember is a loud bang and falling asleep, then I was at the Hyatt Hotel in Madison.'
'Sam, can I ask you something?'
'Sure.'
'Do you like me?'
Startled, Sam said, 'I guess I kind of do. More than a friend. But, I get it if you don't like me the same way.'
My heart leaped. I leaned forward and kissed him full on the mouth. His hands slid around my waist as he kissed me.
