MORGAN
I woke up after a good nap, hearing voices outside of my room and decided to check it out. It was my dad and Oliver sitting in the dining room, chatting and laughing.
I was admiring him from the stairs and I still couldn’t believe how handsome he turned out to be. Not like he wasn’t before. He was one of the cutest boys in town and I remember the girls at school putting a bunch of Valentine day’s cards in his little homemade mailbox.
He would scrunch his nose at them, and all I could do was laugh at him. Our friendship was the best.
Now seeing him all grown up and sexy, sent butterflies to my stomach. I went in to join them for dinner, but I could feel his eyes boring into me. I didn’t dare look at him, my cheeks blushing like a teenager under his gaze.
That
