CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE:
~Avery:
The next day was really weird. I tried to roll into my usual routines, but I kept thinking about my weird dream. Was it really more than just a dream? Was Drake actually here? Well, with me, somehow?
The questions plagued me every minute of the day. I hardly got anything done at all. And it wasn’t just the questions running through my mind. It was the ghost of his touch. The memory of the feelings I got lost in. And that wasn’t even real. What would it be like if it were? The thought alone got me all hot and uncomfortable. No amount of swimming could refocus me, and it wasn’t until late at night after trying and failing to fall asleep that I touched myself imagining us continuing what we had started. I got close to ecstasy a few times but paused, building
