KRISTEN

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Leave me alone," she murmured. Her back was turned to me, the scent of her soap filling my nostrils and travelling into my head. "I need to sleep."

"What can I do to appease you?" I grinned, stylishly scooting over to touch her.

"Go to Edith."

"Will that appease you?" I teased.

"Kristen, are you serious right now?" she asked, feigned surprise creeping into her voice.

I began to laugh. As much as she tried, she ...