Aria
Oh, cr*p. Oh, cr*p. What have I done? The closer we get to the packhouse, the more I am freaking out.
I had absolutely zero intentions of kissing Caleb when I walked to the stalls. I mean, come on, we just had a fight about feelings and Harvey. Kissing him was so not on my agenda.
But he was so incredibly adorable, and I only wanted him to calm down and relax. And then I kissed him, and it rocked my world. I just could not get enough of him. I would have stayed on his lap for an eternity if I could. I just felt so happy.
What in the world is wrong with me? Am I a closet masochist? I mean, nothing else can explain why I would do something so stupid.
When I stormed off earlier, I took a moment in solitude for some serious retrospect. I honestly do not know if I love Harvey, plain a
