Stolen Peach: a forbidden romance (Forbidden Fruit) by Eve Cates

Stolen Peach: a forbidden romance (Forbidden Fruit) by Eve Cates

Author:Eve Cates [Cates, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-07T04:00:00+00:00


Avery

The pain in my head is the first thing I feel when I regain consciousness the next morning, and I’m afraid to open my eyes and face the day. I don't remember much past dancing with Josh, and the way Dylan looked at me. Oh god, did he say he needs me?

I cover my face with my hands and groan as I remember our conversation and how I burst into tears when Josh interrupted. Oh no, please tell me I didn’t do anything stupid. Please tell me I didn’t tell Josh about the kisses.

Panic speeds up my heart and twists at my stomach, as I frantically try to remember everything I said. But, all I can remember is crying and saying I was sorry, and that was when we were still at the club. I don’t even remember coming back here.

Removing my hands from my face, I push myself into a sitting position and realize there’s something by my feet. When I lift the covers, I see there’s an ice pack, now warm, sitting there, and I wonder if maybe I hurt my ankle in my drunken state last night. I roll it around, and it feels fine, so I risk sitting up further, swinging my feet off the bed so I’m sitting on the side.

I groan again, my head emitting a dull thud and my mouth feeling like cotton wool. Glancing at the nightstand, I hope for a glass of water and find one with two Tylenol sitting next to it. I swallow the pills and drink down the water, running my hands through my hair, but I give up when they get caught in the tangles. Glancing at the clock, I sigh, seeing that it’s after ten and knowing that I’ve missed Josh by hours. I doubt Dylan is here either. I really need to talk to either of them, or both of them, or maybe I shouldn’t be talking to anyone at all… I just know that I feel messed up and last night I made a fool of myself. At the very least, I owe everyone an apology.

Sighing again, I spot my purse sitting on top of the dresser with my folded dress from last night. Leaning forward to retrieve it, I pull out my cell and tap out a message to Josh, telling him how sorry I am for ruining his night off. I don’t expect a reply straight away, but I wait for a moment anyway, staring at the blank screen. Nothing happens, and I chew on my lip, wondering if perhaps I should message Dylan too and apologize for my behavior as well.

Before I can think any further, I begin to type.



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