AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I know exactly what you’re saying.” I gave her a sympathetic smile.
“You do?” She studied my face. “You look like you have a lot on your mind. What are you contemplating?”
“Life.” I laughed but it turned into a groan. “I’m frustrated, I’m annoyed, I don’t even know what I’m feeling anymore. I just …”
“Is this related to Wyatt?” she asked.
“Yeah. That obvious, huh?”
“No—” She paused. “Well, maybe.” She grinned. “It’s very obvious that there’s a chemistry between the two of you.”
“Really?” I was surprised. “We’re just friends, we’re—”
“You’re more than friends, Sadie.”
“Well, now we are,” I said. “Oh, what am I doing? What am I doing?” I almost screamed.
“What happened?”
“Just a special moment.” I bit my lip, wondering if I should confide in her. Then I realized that of course, I was going to. I needed to talk to someone, and out of all my choices, she was the best bet. I wanted to tell Olivia and Lucy, of course, but I didn’t want them to push anything, and I certainly didn’t want them to tell Beau and Austin. “So, you know, when I stay over, I usually sleep in the same bed with Wyatt?”
“Yeah …” Arya said.
“What?” I said looking at her face.
“Nothing,” she said quickly.
“No, I can tell by your expression that you have something to say about it.”
“I just think that when you’re over the age of twelve and you’re sharing a bed with someone of the opposite sex, things can get complicated.”
“Over the age of twelve, seriously?”
“I mean that’s when hormones really kick in, right?” She shrugged. “Obviously, you guys have been okay with it, but normally…”
“I know I’m not normal,” I sighed. “I mean, we’ve shared the bed forever and it hasn’t really been anything. I’m honest when I say we’ve just been friends. And we would talk about boys and girls and things we wanted to do in our lives, but there was never any chemistry there. I didn’t want him. I never even had a crush on him. Until recently.”
“So you do have a crush on him now?”
“I don’t want to admit it but yes. And I just don’t know what to do.”
“Well, does he have a crush on you too?”
“I don’t know … We kissed,” I admitted.
“You kissed? Really? And how was it?”
“Amazing,” I sighed, “it was absolutely amazing. And that’s what’s got me so nervous.”
“Why are you nervous?”
“Because I’m an analyzer and an overthinker and—I just don’t know what to do.
Wyatt and I have been best friends for years. And I’ve always been a true romantic, he knows that. He knows that I’ve always wanted to give my virginity to the man I’m going to marry, the man that I’m going to love forever. He knows how intense I am. And I am intense, if you couldn’t tell, and I don’t want to force him into an awkward situation. I don’t want him to think that I think it’s more than it was.”
Her forehead furrowed with concern. “Did you sleep with him?”
“No.” I shook my head. “But did I want to sleep with him? Yes.”
