Amy's POV
I was as sore as a cat in a bathtub the next day as I finally dropped out of Paul's car and made straight towards my house. I hoped I'd walk straight, but the truth was that my whole body was weak and exhausted.
“I'll call you later,” Paul called happily as I walked towards the house.
I could only pause momentarily and wave at him quietly. I wished he hadn't called. I wasn't ready to keep this going with him. I knew he'd probably be thinking that he'd found a w***e, but I had only succumbed... well, for obvious reasons.
I reached the door and fumbled for a while before finally unlocking the door. I was about to close the door when I noticed that Ethan was standing there in his yard with his eyes fixed on me.
I wanted to wave at him, but immediately realized that he wasn't sm
