Evelyn
On my way back home, thoughts of Cameron consumed my mind entirely. The interaction with him had been nothing short of exhilarating. But I couldn't shake the doubt that I felt this way because so much of him reminded me of Jacob- his composed presence, his confident demeanor, his boldness- it all harkened back to him. I hated that I liked it.
"God, why am I even thinking about that jerk?" I groaned, pressing down on the accelerator, speeding the car.
Speaking of cars, I loved Cameron's. It was a fiery red beast, one I might have accepted a ride in if I hadn't declined his offer to pick me up for our date. Although he had his conditions before I left- next time, if I deemed him worthy enough, he would pick me up and drop me home. I wasn't sure what he found appealing about
