ASTRID
A cold breeze rustles through the trees as I make my way to the parking lot. My head is spinning, and my insides are knotting so badly. What was I expecting? That Jordan was going to take me into his arms and kiss me silly even after finding out that I'm his best friend's daughter?
I'm painfully aware of the fact that I wanted to feel him again. His shaft penetrates my moist centre, and his lips brush my ear as he whispers incoherently.
I avoid the front steps, choosing the dimly dark path instead.
This is quite a sensitive moment for me, and I can't bear to be in the company of anyone. Not even my parents. I've not gotten around to telling them about Tristan, and now this? They're going to hate me. Dad. Oh God, it's going to break him apart.
Out of breath and eyes itching from
