Chapter 25. What Would I Do About Him?

Ava

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm blaring, grumbling as I hit snooze and burrowed deeper under the covers.

The events of the past few days came rushing back to me, memories of Adrian and I together sending a warm blush spreading across my cheeks.

I glanced over at the empty space beside me, reaching out to touch the indentation where his head had been mere hours before. We had fallen asleep wrapped around each other, limbs entwined as we murmured soft words of love and devotion.

But now, in the cold light of morning, doubts began to creep in. Was this really happening? Was I really falling for my stepfather, the man my mother had married barely a year ago? The man who was nearly old enough to be my father?

I sighed, throwing off the covers and dragging myself out of bed. I had to face reality sometime, and as much as I wanted to stay in bed and relive every delicious moment with Adrian, I knew I had responsibilities. Classes