CHAPTER 5
MIAWe got our nails painted, drove two hours both ways to get this dairy-free ice cream that Melissa had been dying for, stopped at a farm on our way home so Serena could take pictures with five little ducklings, and then almost got into a car accident because Melissa’s phone was buzzing in her lap while she was driving.
It was almost two in the morning when we got home, and both Serena and Melissa were hyped up tonight.
Now, they were lying on the bed, kicking their legs back and forth and gossiping. I lay on the couch and stared up at the ceiling, starting to think that maybe a weekend was too long.
“Victor is sooo good! He literally makes me come every time,” Melissa said, fanning herself.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
“Damien is the same way!” Serena said. “H
