Twelve

When I woke up the next morning, Ace was gone but the aftermath of last night was still evident. I gasped when I remembered what went down and looked under the covers to confirm that I was in fact, butt naked.

“I had sex with Ace Huxley…holy shit!” I tossed the covers over my head and screamed into my hands. “I can’t believe I did that. Wow, what the hell came over me?”

I had no idea how we were going to react around each other now, but the fact that I was still there and no note or text message told me to get out once I woke up, I assumed I was still welcome to stay.

Living here was going to be a whole lot different now after the night we shared. I wondered how he was feeling and remembered he had practice in the morning. A part of me wanted to go and see him, but the other part felt like that would be desperate and would definitely give off the wrong idea.

‘What did last night make us now? We aren’t dating, but are we still just friends?’

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