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And helikesme.
Can you believe that!?
Actually, he more than likes me. Hekissed me!It was beautiful. My first kiss.
One day, I think I’ll marry him.
When I snuck back into the party, my father didn’t even notice I had been missing for hours.
That’s fine.
When I turn 19 next month, my father wants me to consider a marriage proposal more seriously. The right family could greatly help my father’s career.
I told Arturo to speak with his father. There may be a connection that could help Daddy.
Then we could all be happy.
Love, Libby
Sixteen
-Lilah-
I wake to birds chirping.
That’s new, I think. My apartment on the absolute shittiest side of town might as well be a glorified motel, and there’s sure as fuck no trees for birds to sing with the sunrise nearby.
But I’m notinmy apartment.
I’m in Dante’s bed.
The near stranger who saved my ass on the side of the road, who took me to a luxurious dinner in sweatpants, and then brought me home and fucked me until my throat was hoarse from screaming his name.
I fight the urge to clear it, to test if it’s still a bit raw, because I need to be quiet.
I need to get the fuck out of here. How hard can sneaking out of a man’s bed be, really? As easy as pie or something like that.
Except . . . I actually have no ideahowto bake a pie. That was a skill our mom taught Lola before she got too sick, not me. And when Lola offered to share those memories with me, my stubborn, asshole teenager kicked in, and I refused.
But whatever. It’s fine. Pie is probably more complicated than this, anyway.
The risk of baking pie wrong is getting horrendously sick or burning down your house.
Failing to sneak out of a man’s bed, the risk is just humiliation.
I can handle humiliation.
I have absolutely no humility left, anyway.
Looking at the expanse of bed, I estimate there’s a good 16 inches between me and the edge. The issue is less about the distance, though, and more about the heavy arm on my waist.
Seems Dante’s a cuddler.
Ignore how that feels kind of nice, Delilah,I tell myself.
Cuddling is what you do with a boyfriend.
Cuddling is not what you do with a one-night stand.
