I couldn't sleep all night long. I just couldn't get Eric off my mind. When morning came, I dragged my lazy self into the bathroom to freshen up.
I didn't want to go down for breakfast because I didn't know how to face Eric, but my stomach betrayed me when it started groaning. I knew I had to eat, or I would die of hunger.
But why am I acting like I committed a crime? It was just a kiss, or was it a peck? Yeah, it was a peck; it wasn't technically a kiss. What is wrong with me? Why am I pacing around my room like I'm about to be arrested for some crime?
I summoned the courage and left my room, heading downstairs. Upon reaching the sitting room, I peeped inside, checking to see if Eric was present.
“What are you looking at?” My heart jumped out of my chest when I heard someone whisper i
