"Shit." I mutter, hearing the rustling of a mattress and my hand stills on the doorknob.
I look back to find Sunny clutching one of the large pillows on the bed.
Sighing in relief I exit the room and pull out my cellphone buzzing from my back pocket.
23 Dunkin Valley drive
Is the address sent from Freddy's number.
It'll take a half hour to get there since I'm out of town but I'll take the chance anyway.
I know what I have to do. After today there's no way in f*****g hell I'm ever going to be more than a few feet away from Sunny. She's more addictive than anything I could ingest and I'd die for my next fix.
She loves me? She f*****g loves me. f**k, how does that make any sense? She's so f*****g perfect and she loves me?
Hearing it the first time was so jarring but then the I didn
