I sat in class later on that morning, frantically flicking a pencil back and forth between my middle and index finger while staring out the window at the drizzle outside. My emotions were all over the place as everything Cade had said to me at his place in the early hours ran through my mind, like a raging bull at a bullfight. Nothing going on around me was audible, and concentration was at an all-time low. How the hell do I make sense of all this? It isn't like I can talk to Brianna about it, and my parents would go ape-s**t if they knew about what I was now caught up in, let alone them allowing me to continue to see Cade, in any sense of the word. I wanted to keep talking to Cade about everything, but time slipped away from us this morning, and he was adamant that we continue the same ro
