Amelia's Point of View
"And then there were two" I echoed Peyton's words, my voice barely a whisper.
I had physically missed Peyton all evening. He was never any further than a couple of meters away from me at any time and yet I almost couldn't function. The need to touch him physically had been almost unbearable and at one point I found myself sitting on my hands. It had driven me half mad. I prayed that no one else around the table had noticed. That went double for the last hour when I really had to concentrate on staying seated, rather than leaping out of my chair and demanding that everyone go home.
And now here we were, together, alone, at last. A swarm of over-active butterflies were doing acrobatics in my stomach. There was a delicious aching deep down in my belly that int
