CHAPTER 30
MIA“So, your mother?” Michael asked on our way back to his house.
The moon was glowing brightly up above, and I watched it as we drove down the desolate streets.
“Does she know?”
I took a deep breath through my nose and nodded. “Yes, and so does Serena.”
He paused and stopped at a stoplight, glancing over at me. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have made it obvious.”
I grasped his face in my hands and pressed my lips to his. “It’s okay. I don’t mind them knowing.”
I pulled away and tried to calm the butterflies in my stomach. Part of me wanted to just say those three little words to him right then and there, but I stopped myself. What if he didn’t feel the same way yet? What if it was too soon?
“It’s Melissa that I’m worried about,” I said instead of confessing the feelings I had
