Gray’s POV
Are you still driving?
It’s been nearly an hour since I dropped myself off at the dorm and Memphis switched back to the driver’s seat to take herself to Bridget’s, and I’m starting to worry. It was only a thirty minute drive for me last time, if that, and she was so sleepy this time.
The thought of her bleary, dreamy eyes looking up at me outside that car, cheeks pink from the cold and long, red hair blowing in the wind, drives me to a whole, new wave of regret over not having kissed her. After all, it was the perfect opportunity.
Only… she just looked so scared. How am I supposed to kiss a girl when she looks like that? Hardly seems… decent.
My phone signals an incoming text, instantly causing me to sigh with relief. So sorry. Forgot to text. Home safe.
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