Chapter 38 The Alpha In My Bed

• I didn't think I would ever fall asleep. The idea that Charles Rafe, the boy I'd dreamed about every night of my teenage life, was laying on my couch in the form of a full-grown sexy man made me toss and turn.
• Go back out there, Elena, I told myself. Who cares about your reputation or what bad path it might lead to. Take Cathy's advice. It can go both ways. You can use each other.
• I must have finally fallen asleep, however, because I was suddenly sitting with Cathy in the cafeteria of our old school, only it was the later, adult versions of us.