Chapter 175: Forgiveness, Part 1

My head pounded, and my eyelids were heavy with lingering sleep. I groaned and rolled over. Then I yelped and scrambled into a sitting position.

"Trent?"

He sat in a chair next to the bed, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. He glanced up and dragged his fingers through his hair.

"How long have you been sitting there?" I asked, willing my heart to slow to a more normal rate.

"A while." He stood and wandered toward the window, his back to me.

"Sorry about stealing your bed. I wasn't sure if you were coming back, and I didn't have a way home." I fidgeted with the blanket, unsure what to say.

I mean, there was plenty to say, but I had no idea where to start. "I'm sorry I kissed your brother" didn't seem like enough. So, instead, I apologized for sleeping in his bed. God, I was such an idiot. I let my head fall against the headboard with a thud.