Almost from the instant I opened my eyes, I had Rod Stewart singing in the back of my mind. Not that I could remember the words beyond him crooning how everything was going to be alright, but after a Google search on the lyrics, I started to look for another song to get stuck in my head. I had enough problems to worry about without mental images of the aging rocker trying to take some girl’s virginity. Nerves had me up and pacing as soon as the sun went down and even a long, hot shower did nothing to soothe them. When the knock on the door came, I spilled hot cocoa all over my sweater, I was so jumpy. Hopping up to answer it, I couldn’t help but frown over the serious look on Bishop’s face. “Is something wrong?” I asked, wiping my hand off on the already soggy sweater. “No, I just wanted to catch you before it’s time to go.” I glanced at the fancy diamond watch on my wrist, giving up when I couldn’t actually figure out the time amid the sparkle. I knew the ballpark time in any case. “I thought we weren’t leaving for another hour? Rob’s not awake yet.”
What do You think about Tempt Me When The Sun Goes Down?
