Chapter 80: Home
Henley
After we took our shower together, we lay in each other’s arms naked and slept for the rest of the day and into the afternoon. “Declan, it’s five o’clock in the afternoon.”
“Okay,” he breathed. “I’m up.” Then he laid on his back and reached for me in his sleep, never opening his eyes.
I chuckled. “Declan, I’m going to call my mom to see what’s going on,” I said, not sure if he heard me or not. “I’ll be right back.”
“Okay,” he replied, and then his breathing became labored, and I knew he had fallen back to sleep.
I slipped into my robe and headed down the hallway to a spare room. I wasn’t sure if this had been Trent’s or not, but it looked very manly with dark mahogany wood and a huge, king-sized four-poster bed. I sat on the bed and dialed my mother’s number.
“Hello?” Mom answered on the first ring. Of course, she knew it was me from seeing it on the caller ID. But I didn’t comment on it.