Jolie woke Monday morning feeling incredibly nervous about the day. A quick glance at her phone told her it was coming on six. She lay there staring at the ceiling dreading the day. By the time bedtime had rolled around last night, she had replayed her kiss with Brix a thousand times in her head and more than once she had caught him staring at her broodingly. She had been busted as frequently looking at him. She had been bold, for the first time in many years with a man, and it was eating her alive inside.
Despite spending the weekend with Brix, Malik and Elio, the notion by the end of the day they would all be living in the same house had given her a sleepless night. She had tossed and turned so much she was surprised Pia had gotten any sleep at all next to her.
Today she had to go to
