Chapter Twenty-Eight
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I knew I couldn’t crash on my aunt’s couch indefinitely, but there was no way I could sleep knowing Griffin was next door. Every tiny sound that came from behind his walls drove me mad, knowing he was so damn close yet totally unavailable. Even worse was seeing him out on the fire escape last night. I’d tried to sleep in my own bed, but after an hour of tossing and turning, I let myself into Aunt Dottie’s apartment with my spare key, hoping I didn’t wake her up.
It was now nine in the morning, and Aunt Dottie had left to run errands and I knew Griffin would be at City Hall, so I climbed the three flights of steps to my place hoping to get some work done. I had an idea for another song, something dancy and upbeat so I could take my mind off of my pathetic excu
