CHAPTER THIRTEEN
EASTON
DAY 16
The sun beams through the windows, and I look at the clock on the bedside table and see it’s just after seven in the morning. Last night in bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about Tatum and how she felt so right pressed against me. She leaned into me, twisted our tongues together, and for a moment, I thought she was going to give us what we both wanted. As soon as she said she should go to bed, I knew kissing was as much as she could handle right now.
The electricity I felt as our mouths connected is something I’ve never experienced before.
Knowing there’s no way I’m falling back to sleep, I climb out of bed and say good morning to George. He scurries around his cage, and I wiggle my finger between the bars before giving him a treat.
Afterward, I walk down
