Peyton's Point of View
Oh my f*****g Goddess. Amelia was very nearly in love with me and knew I hadn't killed Juliet. What the hell had happened during the time I was away? For the first time, I wasn't kicking myself for taking that run.
I bent my head down and kissed her hard on her lips. I kissed her again and again until finally she opened up her mouth for me and let me consume her. My tongue danced around hers in circles. She tasted divine. I could barely hold on to my sanity. As much as I hated to break contact with her, my insecurity reared its ugly head.
"I didn't kill Juliet." I panted into her mouth.
"I know." She said, equally as breathless as I was.
"I didn't harm a hair on her head." I clarified. It wouldn't be much progress if she thought I had maimed her in an
