C8 Chapter Eight

Back to School

SEEING BRIDGETTE'S HANGOVER the next morning, I patted myself on the back for only sipping my drink, even though it meant I'd been painfully sober for her late-night confession.

My phone rang as I left my dorm, bag packed full with wordy law books. "Hello?"

"Hi, sweetheart."

"Ash, hi!" His voice made my heart happy. "I missed you yesterday."

"Me too