" Okay, you seriously don't want to tell me where you spent the night, huh?" Bianca teases me as we make breakfast together. 

I smile, biting the corner of my lip as I whisk the eggs. Bianca sighs, getting seriously tired of asking me about last night and I'm not giving her an answer. I can't stop thinking about last night. How we spent the night together, with both of us sleeping in his bed. I can't help but think about it on my ride back home. His touch, our kisses. His hand on my breast as we fall asleep next to each other.

" Whatever, don't tell me."

 I...