Forty-Seven

Breanna slept until noon that Saturday, still feeling exhausted from her party. She had such a hard time getting to sleep after Monte had left that she finally ended up taking a sleeping pill. Guilt was what kept her awake, and she needed something to take the edge off her nerves.

She’d never been one to take medicine while growing up, not even aspirin, but since she’d known Tom, he’d introduced her to a lot of things she wasn’t used to taking – telling her that it was the only thing that could help.

She sighed a ragged breath. Tom. What was she going to tell him? Should she tell him about the party? Of course she would. He’d probably even know that something happened the moment he walked into her place. Would she tell him about Monte? She was sure Monte’s name would be mentioned, but she decided to forget about the kiss.

Now she realized why she’d acted that way with Monte after the party. He was such a s