In her haze, it took her a moment to realize she wasn't dreaming. She finally looked up when the warm firm body moved next to her. In the middle of her room, with hands covering her face, stood Mrs. Travine, surprised, whose sputtering and broke the dreamy silence. “Uh...oh, I am so sorry. I...You said...I mean, we agreed to have breakfast before your class! I swear...Okay, I am going to go.” She opened her mouth to calm her friend, but she was gone before she could say a word. Dorrian's voice, full of sleepiness, still made her smile. “Well, that was just awkward. I mean I am her boss.” “Damn, means I have a lot of explaining to do.” “I suppose I should have gone back to my own room or set and alarm so I wouldn't be here when she showed up...But I was pretty exhausted after our little workouts.” The heat from either the memory or what was left of her innocence had her cheeks burning.
