JADE:
It was already the next day, but a strange warmth still lingered between my legs, a trace of what Nico had made me feel. I sat up, my fingers brushing against my skin in a quiet attempt to chase that same spark, but there was nothing. Just a dull emptiness.
Disappointed, I dragged myself out of bed. I was still wearing his oversized clothes from last night. I woke up feeling hot and weak. I had caught a fever while sleeping last night. I stared at the floor, confused and restless.
Why was I feeling like this? Why did these thoughts have to come from the one person I hated? i asked myself.
I headed downstairs, but my thoughts kept sliding back to yesterday. Every time I pictured his face, my chest squeezed tightly and my stomach flipped. I had seen his messages earlier and didn't
