When she finally woke up, the house was silent, and she found a note on the kitchen counter explaining that her mom was out buying new sneakers for the twins. She was shuffling back up to her room with a bowl of cereal when her phone beeped. BRENT: hey sexy u home? can I come up? Felicity’s heart did a strange little stutter that was half relief and half disappointment. The text indicated that Brent wasn’t mad at her for the whole Gabby fiasco, which was reassuring. But he would probably expect her to make it all up to him now, and she was way too sleepy and confused to be in the mood. Last night had given her a lot to sort through; she had even thought about kissing someone else. But she couldn’t tell Brent to go away when he had just sacrificed so much for her. So she told him everyone was out and that he should come around to the front door. He rang the bell a minute later, and Felicity abandoned her cereal and let him in.
