Anthony's POV:
We had just gotten back from our trip and were walking towards the apartment. I noticed that something about the lock on the door seemed different. By the time I saw that it looked like scratch marks by the latch, she had already put her key into the lock to unlock it, but the door wasn't fully closed. It slowly opened and she took her hand and pushed the door the rest of the way open.
"What the f**k!" I heard her whisper.
Just as she was about ready to take a step forward, I put my hand in front of her, against her stomach and stopped her from moving. She was about ready to protest but I put my finger to my lips in a hush motion and slowly shook my head. She appeared to understand my silent warning and she slowly nodded her head and took a step back into
