17

CARLY

I like Rome. I mean, I like him a lot.

And it had been a while since I kissed someone. I knew he’d been calling me and texting me, but I was pacing back and forth in my room, berating if I should apologize for my behavior and ignore him.

But how could I?

-Sleeping around with his employee???

I barely had enough sleep and would turn into a monster if I didn’t get at least three hours. But this morning, it wasn’t the case. I threw my restraint out of the window, and for once, I followed my feelings. I had nothing to lose anyway.

I was a nobody if I broke my heart, by all means, because my face wouldn’t flash on national TV.

Right now, I was going with my gut. I left the issue about my family in the city. All I wanted to do right now was to kiss this man carrying me upstairs to probably his bedroom.

I came prepared.

I knew I couldn’t just kiss him if he wanted more, and it had been a while, well, years since I’d been with a man.

He carefully laid me down on his king-siz