The door creaked open
“Know what?!” I asked, but there was no time to talk. The door slowly creaked open, and I felt Emmett stop breathing as he grabbed my hand, holding it so tightly it started to hurt.
A few seconds later, the janitor’s head appeared around the door, chuckling, “What are you two doing here?” with a sly smile.
But before I could reply, Emmett did.