“You don’t have to be nervous,” he said.

She finished the water and looked toward the end of the bed where Timothy now sat.

“Why would you think I’m nervous?” she replied. "I never said that I was"

“You’re not talking.” he said.

“I was drinking.”

He shrugged and took a gulp of his water.

“Guess what I mean is that this doesn’t have to be uncomfortable. We can just take things as they come.” he explained.

“Right. For the few hours until morning” Chloe glanced at the clock. It was almost two in the morning. “I’ve had a really long day.”

“Me, too.” Timothy finished his water and walked...