The f**k is wrong with that guy? What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I agreeing to this? I don’t like him but he is so hot and convincing. I almost ran out of breath in there.
The hell?
“Are you okay?” Carol snaps me out of my reverie.
“Yeah, I’m. We will catch up later.” I disappear before she says another word and run to the washrooms. I prop my elbows on the concrete and bury my face in my hands.
Have I lost it?
Oh God! This is going to be tough. I can still feel his minty breath on my face. I can feel his touch on my chin and I’m supposed to survive this for a whole month?
I don’t love him. Forget love, I hate him but he is the type that one can’t resist. The type that every woman wants a slice of. I have joined the club. I have joined Danny’s club. I still don’t know why.
