It’s crazy. I need to keep driving, and make it to the airport to catch a flight home, but every instinct in my body is screaming to turn around and go right back to Beachwood Bay. To Lacey. Damn. I hit the steering wheel in frustration. What the hell am I doing? It was one night, just one night I spent with her. One night that changed everything. I sink back and close my eyes with a sigh. Right away, I see her: running for the flight, hair shimmering in the neon lights, her smile, so wide and breathless. Her body, like a goddamn miracle. I can’t get her out of my head. I don’t know how it happened, but now, she’s all I can think about. Even back at the beach house, seeing Juliet for the first time since everything went down, I didn’t care. All I could care about was Lacey. Something was wrong, I knew it even on the drive up. The way she avoided my gaze, staring out the window, carefully moving around me, so we wouldn’t even accidentally touch. I wanted to ask, to see if I’d done something wrong, but somehow, I couldn’t find the right words.
