ANTHONY’S POV
It was way passed my curfew and usually I’d be freaking out by now, but I just had the second-best night of my life out with Michael and no amount of yelling from my mother was going to ruin it or make me regret staying out this late.
The last stop on our fabulous date was a fountain and Michael thought it would be fun if we entertained the sparkling water with all its beautiful and glorious coloured lights. Now, I was soaking wet and dripping all over my parents’ front porch, but it was worth it.
“Glad to know you still remember where you lived.” I froze at the sound of my father’s voice, the deepness and iciness of it sending a chill down my spine. I was expecting to see my mom in her robe, looking all worried and getting ready to berate me for making her blood pressure
