Love From A Fallen Angel (Part 19)

He barely knows me. You thought. "How could he love me?" You went to the closet and picked out a nightgown. You put it on and walked to the bed. There lay a cell phone. You turned it on and checked the caller id. They were all one number. You decided to call this number to see who it was.
"Banks." It was Andrew.
"Hi." You answered softly.
"I see you found my gift."
"Where's my other cell?"
"It was crushed when Midori ambushed you, so I got you another one."
"Thank you." You said sweetly.
"You're welcome." He answered dreamily.
"Andrew?" You began.
"Yes?"
"Can you come back here. I don't feel safe sleeping here by myself." You sounded sacred, but it was only an act to get Andrew to come back up here.
"Hmmmm....... OK. I'll be there shortly." He hung up.
You hung up your new phone. You straightened your nightgown, which was a black silk dress and a black see-through robe, messed with your hair a little, and sat on the bed, holding your legs to your chest. There was a knock on the door.