What I meditate on is the first time Astor kissed me. How his lips felt on mine. How soft they were. It’s probably the wrong thing to meditate on but I can’t help it. Every time I push it away to think of something else, it comes back stronger so I decide to leave it like that and just go with the flow. Luckily for me, it calms me down. I don’t feel anxious anymore. What I feel now is warmth and anticipation for when Astor kisses me again. The third kiss was just mind blowing. It’s the best kiss ever. Jake never kissed me that way.
I scowl when my thoughts shift to Jake, ruining my mood. Before Sophie notices, I hurriedly push him away from my mind and lock him up in a well guarded dungeon and throw the key away.
When my thoughts move back to Astor, the scowl on my face turns to a satis
