7
LIAM.
I woke up alone.
Ava had been wrapped around me hours ago, her head on my chest, her fingers tangled in mine. But now the sheets were cold where she’d been. The rain had stopped, and the silence felt louder than ever.
I sat up and rubbed my face. My heart was still pounding from last night, not just from the s*x, but from what she’d said.
I love you.
The words had been everything I wanted to hear. And also the one thing I hadn’t prepared for.
Because what if it wasn’t real? What if she’d said it in the heat of the moment? What if she woke up and regretted everything?
My phone buzzed. A text from Ava.
Needed some air. I’ll call you later
It was short, no emoji, no heart, not even a damn period at the end. I stared at the message until the screen dimmed.
It started to fee
