Serena knew she shouldn't have waited up for Johnathon, but another part of her feared going to bed without him. Was she expected to be in the bedroom with him, or the guest room she had been sleeping in, for instance? She had cleaned up the mess, one shard pricking her finger so that she'd had to put a bandaid on it. Now it was approaching past midnight and she was growing tired and wary about debating going to bed in the guest room when she heard a key in the front door.
Immediately she tensed, wondering what kind of mood he was going to be in. Would he have forgiven her for burning dinner slightly or would he still be mad? Where had he gone? Should she ask him or would that make him angry with her? She trembled, not knowing what to do and wondering if it was too late to disappear into
