I shot a death glare at him, forcefully grabbed the napkin, and rose to my feet. "I'll be back!" I growled and grabbed my phone, storming to the bathroom.
Once I got in, I let out a deep breath, panting. Strange hormones had flooded my bloodstream from his touch, making every part of me throb, strange sparks flowing in me.
My phone began to ring, and I raised it up, frowning as I saw Mom calling.
Answering it, I snapped. "How dare you call now after trying to ruin my life?"
"I know you're mad and you can rant all you want later, but right now, I have something important to say." From the panic in her voice, I knew it was important, so I became silent for her to speak. "You're turning 25 soon. I didn't want to tell you yet, but you need to know that the curse gets worse when you turn 25
