Chapter 3: Chapter 3

I was parched. I needed a drink. I opened a window and put my hand up to the cold night air, feeling the goosebumps run up my arms. "Damn it, I forgot my phone. God, I need it. Please, whoever has it, return it to me. I'll give you anything you want.Just please, please, please." I repeated the last part of my plea a couple times until I fell back asleep.

When I awoke again it was morning, and my phone was nowhere to be found. I checked my purse, my pockets, and every place I could think of, but it was gone. No one had taken it, I was sure of it.I just couldn't find it.

"Found it," a deep voice said from behind me. I turned around in my bed, and there he was, my boyfriend of two years. He was shirtless, as always, and his abs were flexing as he breathed heavily. "Sorry I took so long, I got stuck in traffic."

"Traffic?