“No one has to know yet,” he said into my hair.
“So, what about Krystal?” I pouted.
She wouldn’t let him go without a fight.
He leaned down and kissed me, making me almost forget my name. “Who?”
My heart hammered in my chest at his response, when he speaks again, his voice low and quiet.
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone so much in my life,” he groaned.
My cheeks ached from smiling, and I couldn’t help but wonder how the hell I had attracted the attention of Cal Fallon. I pulled him down to me then, kissing him until he pulled away.
“I can’t keep kissing you in my bed, Raven, without wanting to do wicked things to you.”
He swung his legs out of bed, stretching as I watched his back muscles ripple with each movement. “I’ll get us some juice.”
He strode to the door, closing it softly behind him.
I peered at my phone to inspect the damage of leaving the dance so abruptly last night.
Lots of messages greeted me from a very drunken Luke.
LUKE:
Where are you?
LUKE:
Dammit, Gretchen! Tell me where you are!
LUKE:
I can’t believe you’ve left without even saying goodbye, what the fuck is wrong with you?
LUKE:
Fuck you!
LUKE:
I’m sorry, I love you so much.
LUKE:
Sienna told me you’re okay. You can talk to her and not me, huh? So WHO ARE YOU WITH?
I swallowed, texting Sienna straight away, reassuring her that I was fine and that I would be home soon. I didn’t know what else to say.
SIENNA:
G, please call Luke. He has been out of his mind with worry.
Cal walked back in, handing me a tall glass of chilled orange juice. I filled him in on the texts from Luke, and he grimaced.
“I know this is difficult for you...But you’ve got to go with what you want. Do you want me to talk to him for you?” His voice was colder now.
I shook my head, horrified.
