CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

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After our argument, Don changes. He smiles more often; he does a lot of things differently. My favorite being the kisses he gives me often. He still doesn't touch me, not like I am even ready to lose my virginity, but I really love the way he kisses me.

I try to move away from the bed, but Don tightens his grip on my waist. So he is awake.

"Let me go. I'll be late for school."

"That's not important." Why is he doing this? I know what to do, I think as I smile wickedly within me.

"It is, Don, this is not about you alone....