Noelle
I was running too late to worry about being awkward again. And truth be told, it didn’t even feel that weird. Okay, sleeping in my clothes, not that comfortable. I had a sore spot on the side of my nose from my glasses pushing into my face during the night. But it felt so sweet to wake up sandwiched between my two favorite people. For a moment, I could pretend that we were a real family, and that these two guys were mine. Trevor smelled like baby shampoo and childhood, and Robert’s arm around my middle was the best weighted blanket in the world.
So, just for a moment, I let myself soak it up.
I ran to my room, took a quick shower, dressed in one of my new outfits, hastily brushed out my wet hair and braided it. There was no time to worry about fussing with make-up or fancy hair
