The night had been filled with laughter, talk of boys, school, and more laughter. My sides hurt from all of it, but it had been so much fun. Now, Abby snored softly. Whitney made no noise at all, and I had no idea if she was wide awake or sound asleep.
And, naturally, I couldn't sleep at all, which probably had a lot more to do with the fact that I knew Trent was waiting for me. I flipped the blankets off and stood from the floor.
No movement from either of them. I tiptoed to the door, eased it open, and slipped out. My heart hammered loudly, and I fully expected Whitney to bust out after me, but she didn't.
Letting out a sigh of relief, I snuck down the hallway as quickly and quietly as possible and rounded the corner into the living room. Trent was sprawled out on the couch, one hand tucked behind his head, the other gripping the TV remote.