Some things are better left behind.
Violet
“Hey, are you alright?” Daisy asked as she sat down beside me, sliding the glass of chocolate milkshake that she swore was the best in town, though I think it had more to do with the fact that we were in her brother’s diner. Again.
Even though Cole had been reluctant and all growly, he hasn’t made a big deal out of it except on a condition that I text him every ten minutes and tell him that I only want him. It was cute. Everything with Cole felt perfect and... Cute. I felt all giddy and warm.
The other day when he had walked out of my bedroom, I understood what he meant by not being able to control himself and I liked that I could do that to him. But the problem was as much as I understood it and felt it in my bones too— the same need he felt,
