I tiptoed lightly and walked by Lily’s room to be sure she was still sleeping.
Then I made my way downstairs and walked out the front door.
I knew exactly where I was going. The private house. Spent most of my nights in senior year there. When I was still f*****g around. Different girls at my beck and call.
Drinks, dancing, smoke. It was a lot.
The night air hit me immediately as I walked out of the porch. I kept my head lowered and my steps light as I made my way through the darkness.
Streetlights flickered above me, casting a large shadow in my wake. My mind popped back to Sam. To that day in the locker room. The way she leaned towards me. It was like she wanted it too. Yet again. I could be imagining things.
I didn’t mean it when I said those words to her. They were mean and uncal
