Chapter 21

• It is Sunday the next day, and I can probably rest longer in my room. I stretch my arms and legs and step out of the bed.
• Butterflies flutter in my stomach as I suddenly remember the steamy kiss I shared with Brandon. I touch my lips and smile. I want to see and kiss him again. Last night was perfect. Well, he was perfect.
• My thoughts are abruptly interrupted when I hear my phone beep. I sigh and lazily pick it up from the bedside table.