Chapter 30 Thirty

• Was I suppose to run into him arm? Or maybe drop the towel? Fuck, the later one was unnecessary but it did come to my mind. We both stood there just staring at each other, Elijah, gasping with no words coming out of his mouth while I, holding my towel tight.
• "You're here" He finally breathed, leaving the door nob and moving towards me, and within a second, he scoops me in arms.
• My hands was still holding the towel making the hug look kinda weird but that was OK by me. I was happy to be in his arms-right now I felt safe, I felt at home.