Chapter 8

Katelyn’s POV

“Why are yourlips pouting, girl?” I looked over at Aimee, who had just finished her second class. I just came back and it was just the two of us inside the faculty room.

“I have a problem,” I replied as she placed her belongings on the desk. “What?” she whispered as she sat down next to me.

“You promise you’re not going to laugh at me?” I asked her, and she nodded before zipping her lips.

Aimee is my best friend; she has been a classmate of mine since the beginning of senior high and was also my college roommate. We took the same course and couldn’t be separated, so we were together until work.

Charles, her boyfriend, is the only one who can separate us.

“Are you sure? If you laugh, I’ll pinch you.” When I answered, she drew even closer and brought her ear toward my face.

“I promise I won’t laugh,” she said, so I took a deep breath and explained my situation.

“I feel like my body is looking for sex, becau