Date = 9 November
Place = San Francisco (Mel’s house)
POV - Melaena
The house is empty, and I fall onto the sofa and fling my legs over the backside. I take my phone from my pocket and message Kiara.
Mel: Where are you b***h? I’m home.
She answers almost immediately.
Kiara: Date. C U soon.
Mel: Bring burgers. Starving.
I urgently need to talk to my best friend, about … what? Me and Damion? What we are? I’m not sure there even is a WE …
Oh, I know WE crossed the line. I know WE kissed. WE even slept in the same bed. WE are a secret. Oh, and WE are so confusing. But are WE together? Is this really real?
I’ve realized that my feelings for him are real — whether it’s love or hate … or a combination of the two that’s still up for debate. There’s definitely a sizzling itch of desire.
