Derrick’s POV
I was surprised when Eliana answered the call. After she'd hung up on me the previous day, I'd promised myself that she would be the one to reach out first the next time we spoke. But thinking about her alone was driving me crazy. It was far from enough. I wanted to comfort her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to make her feel better. Most of all, I wanted to make love to her. Trying not to think about her was like trying not to breathe. It was impossible.
After spending the whole day worrying about her, I knew I had to call her. My heart jumped a little when she answered.
“Hi,” I said.
“Hey.”
“Are you home today?”
“Yeah. You wanna come?”
“Sure. I'll be on my way now.” I hung up immediately, afraid that she might change her mind. I got changed quickly, then I headed
