Chapter 23
Surely I had only been in bed about five seconds when the rapping at my door yanked me back to consciousness. I looked at the clock by the bed, expecting it to say exactly what it had said when I laid my head down, but rather almost four hours had passed and it was twenty after five. And who was that at my door? A brief fantasy flashed through my head, in which Josh and I had kissed and become boyfriends and it would be him at my door, but everything in my life so far had taught me that those scenarios don’t actually play out.
So, half-asleep and confused, I was shocked to open my door and in fact, see Josh standing there. And me only in my boxers. And my boxers hiding nothing about how glad I was to see him. It was only when he leered at my crotch and laid his huge, hot hand
