Page 101 of Wildest Forever

My heart twists.

She called my ma.

Ma sent Aspen.

She's a weakness I hate to admit.

She justgetsme.

That's all there is to it.

But to Morgan... well, it could seem a little more than that.

I have a history with Aspen and fine, if I really dug into the depths of my soul there would be a minuscule cube of love there.

But IlovedAspen.

Way back when.

But not anymore.

I still cared for her, yes.

Loved, no.

Sighing, I twist in the sheets and roll on my side, eyes on the door.

Wonder if she’s awake.

Staring at the ceiling.

Wondering what I am thinking and vice versa.

Is she thinking about the kiss?

Is she thinking aboutmore?

I roll back over, eyes glued on to the white ceiling.

A heavy sigh leaves me, my chest rattling. We were down at Randy's tomorrow, and I cannot wait to be back in the Boot, where we belong. It's our stomping ground and it doesn't seem right sitting across the town line.

But this is Morgan's town. I respected that.

Plus, this is the first time we have all been out in so long.

The week has whizzed past us and to be honest, up until the shit show of today, my week was going pretty good.

Then Conrad happened.

Hand on heart, and I do, I place my hand over my heart, and I focus on the way it beats in a steady, slow, rhythm.It wasn't Conrad that is stirring the pot around here.

My head turns to the door once more when I hear the creak of the floorboard just before my room.

Either she's awake or we're being robbed.

Sitting up, I hold my breath as I listen.

It creaks again.

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