Back to Me

November 6th (part 2)

Just like every morning I was awakened by my internal clock. But something was different this morning. I was lying on my side and curled up against something warm and muscular. I realized that at some point in the night I had curled up against Toby. I tried to sit up and move away but my arm was caught between his arm and his side. I carefully slid my arm out and hoped that I wouldn't wake him up. Last night had been perfect even if he did beat me and I didn't want to start this morning off with any awkwardness.

I quickly slid off the bed found my way to a chair in the corner, and not a second too soon. I heard Toby yawn and the bed creaked and I knew he was sitting up and awake. I tried to act like nothing was up and sit casually but I think he saw through it.

"Were you up all night?" He asked and I could tell he wasn't fully awake yet.

"Ugh-uh, no, I slept pretty well last night." I replied shaking my head. "How about you?"

"I slept pretty good too I guess." He answered and then I heard him get off the bed. "Here's your bag if you want to get dressed. You can have the bathroom first."

"Thanks, I'll try not to take too long." I told him as I headed to the bathroom. "Hey, do you think they have decent coffee in the main office?"

"At a place like this I'd say probably not. And I wouldn't drink the stuff in the room either." He commented.

"Ew no, I never drink the stuff they provide in the room." I shuddered in disgust and then went into the bathroom.

Jason had forgotten to pack a few other things besides pajamas for last night. So I followed my usual morning routine as best as I could. But I was sort of glad Jason had left the pajamas because I got to sleep in Toby's shirt. Which I decided to keep on even though Jason did remember to pack me a shirt.

"It's all yours." I told Toby as I came out of the bathroom.

"Thanks, I'll only be a few minutes." He said and a few seconds later I heard the bathroom door close. If Toby noticed that I was still wearing his shirt he didn't say anything and thankfully didn't seem to mind.

"So do you still want some coffee?" I heard Toby ask as he came back into the room.

"I always want coffee." I said stating the obviously. "But we already agreed that this place probably doesn't have anything worth drinking."

"Well, the checkout time is ten and it's almost nine now. We could leave now and go find somewhere to have breakfast." He suggested and I felt him sit down beside me on the bed.

"Sure, that sounds good." I nodded in agreement. "Wait, but Jason's covering for me. I'm supposed to be at his place until tomorrow morning."

"We could invite him to have breakfast with us." He pointed out and I could tell he was joking.

"No!" I demanded, that was the last thing.

"How did I know that's what your answer would be?" Toby asked laughing.

"It's because you're one of the few people that knows me better than I know myself sometimes." I told him without really thinking about it.

"And you're the only person that knows me better than I know myself sometimes." He added I knew he was smiling by the way he said it. This was one of those times when I really missed seeing his smile.

"Hey, I've got another idea." He said a minute later after a shared moment of comfortable silence. "What if we get takeout from The Grille and then go back up to the hill?"

"Are you suggesting a picnic breakfast? I think anybody that says no to that is crazy. Let's do it."

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