*Flynn POV*
Last night was amazing. After everything that had happened, she and I were finally on the same page. I just hope that it stays that way. She still has to deal with that punk kid, Erik, next week, and I just hope he doesn’t get in her head.
It’s nearly nine in the morning, and she is still sleeping, snuggled in my arms. If I haven’t learned anything else in the past twenty-four hours, I have learned that she is definitely my weakness. Last night in the pool, the second she looked into my eyes, I was done for. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.
As she started to stir, I kissed her forehead. When her eyes cracked open, I couldn’t help but smile.
“Ugh, I’m never drinking again. Good morning,” she grumbled. I pulled her closer, and she snuggled into my chest.
“Fir
