Sireen’s POV
I return to school the next morning filled with a mix of emotions from everything that went down yesterday, so the minute Camilla and I are settled in our seats, I start to fill her in. She does more listening than speaking today which is a bit unusual, but it gives me the room to get all that has been on my mind off my chest, so I take it.
“I just wish you would have taken my call last night. It would have stopped me from doing something really stupid,” I say, keeping my eyes ahead as flashes of how I came undone with a freaking toothbrush to a ten second imagination of naked Trevor run through my mind’s eye. It’s all still very fresh, and I can still taste how good it felt.
“You texted me?” Camilla’s head whirls over to me, and I pause.
“Yeah. I did,” I say, bringing out
