Raven’s POV
“Raven, your ride is here.” My grandmother called out to me, making me take a final look in the mirror at my job of covering up the dark circles around my eyes, before I grabbed my backpack and headed out to the living room.
Last night, I barely got an ounce of sleep, as I couldn’t put Chance out of my mind, and I only found solace when I finally put on his tee shirt, taking in his scent. I had a few boyfriends in my lifetime, and none of them affected me the way he does, making me wonder if maybe this was the real thing with him. Regardless, if it was or if it wasn’t, I realized last night that there was no way in hell that I was going to be able to say no to what he was offering.
It was clear that my heart was already involved, and it ached last night just being away from
