Chapter 8
Theodore Heids
I look at the sleeping face of Carter Evans. His eyes are shut softly, his lips in a pucker. I can't help but to chuckle as I run my hand through his hair. He groans and rolls over, hugging my torso as he snuggles to me. I lean down and give him a peck on the lips. His eyes flutter open.
"Good morning, baby." I whisper in his ear. He shivers and flushes.
"Good morning, too." He says groggily as he plants a kiss on my lips. "Ew, morning breath."
"Haha!" I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes as I tighten my arms around his body. "I'll go to my house. I'm going to talk to my sister. It has been a lifetime ago since I talked to her. You, what's your plan?"
"Go to my house, too, and talk to Dad, or mom." He says, the last part is almost a whisper. I know that his m
