Chapter Seventeen
Jude
My eyes fluttered open, and I immediately reached for the phone on the nightstand.
“Darn it.” I muttered, and dropped it on the bed next to me. Max hadn’t called.
“It’s only noon. Maybe he’s still at mass.” I sighed, then rolled over on to my stomach and groaned. Images of Max’s sweet smile triggered my morning wood, and I laughed.
“It’s been a long time since I met someone I like.” I murmured into my pillow, then I hugged it, imagining it was Max I was clutching.
“It’s like I’m a horny teenager again, minus the acne and crazy family.”
I sat up, arranged the pillows behind me and picked up my phone. Moments later a picture of Mom and Dad filled the screen, a giant wooden crucifix on the white wall behind them.
“It’s hard to miss you.” I sighed, then I clicked
