JADE:
I slipped into my room, immediately leaning my back against the closed door. I bit down hard on my lower lip, trying to force my racing heart to slow down. It was frustrating how just hearing his name out loud could make my chest tighten like this.
~It still doesn't mean anything,~ I told myself, taking a slow breath.
Walking over to the nightstand, I reached for my phone. My eyes immediately drifted to his jacket draped nearby. I fought the urge to pull it close and take a breath of it.
~I only like the scent, not the actual guy,~ I reasoned. But my hand moved anyway, and I pulled the fabric to my face, inhaling deeply.
The sharp, smoky mix of pineapple and birch hit me instantly, taking the edge off my nerves.
"Why does he have to smell so damn good?" I mumbled, taking anothe
