Nobody Has to Know

I never meant for this to happen. I don’t even remember how it happened. Last time I checked, I was supposed to hate him. So why am I waking up naked in a hammock with a guy who’s not my boyfriend? A guy who, last time I checked, I was supposed to hate? And where is this feeling in my stomach when he shifts and brushes his arm across my stomach coming from?

How did this happen? Had he slipped something in my drink?

The biggest question? Why don't I feel bad? Next door to my house I have a boyfriend waiting for me to come home. I was supposed to leave prom with him, not some delinquent guy doing community service because he broke into our school all those weeks ago.

I'm in trouble.

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