"Stop it, Ava. You can't go down this path. He is Luna’s father for heaven's sake."
I scold myself.
But you already slept with him? What difference would once more time make?
A little voice whispers in my head and I shake my head immediately again.
"No. There will be none of that. I just need to get him out of my head."
You need to get laid.
The litte irritating voice pipes up again and I scowl, placing my water down before flopping onto my bed.
"Just shut up."
I mutter, opening the chocolate and popping two pieces into my mouth.
What the hell is wrong with me? First I almost kiss Luna’s father, and now here I am, laying in my bed and eating chocolate, arguing with myself about him.
I groan before pulling the pillow over my face.
“This is pathetic.”
I mutter into the pillow.
