Wilson's POV
After the incident with Georgia's mother, I couldn't sit still. I wandered around the kitchen, pressed my face against the glass wall in the living room, walked up and down the steps to the balcony at least twenty times, and checked my phone at least one hundred times. I was waiting for it. Waiting for the text from Georgia telling me to get out of her house and give her money back. She'd told me to be careful around her mother, but I'd ended up lying to her that we had s*x on the table.
"Augh!" I cried suddenly, stopping on the middle step in the staircase.
Solene jumped and threw me a concerned look from where she was sitting on the couch. "Willey, come sit down. Georgia's probably going to be here any second."
I pressed my hands to my cheeks, giving her a horrified look
