Chapter Forty-Seven: Violet

It was nice having Caleb as a friend, but that didn't stop the dirty thoughts that swam around my head as we sat on top of his bed. All of the memories from our last encounter in this very spot had me tense. Every few minutes, I would feel him look over at me in the darkness of the room as the movie played on in front of us, even though neither of us were watching it.

I smirked as I caught him staring once more and turned to confront him. "Why put on a movie if you aren't going to watch it?" The dumb rom-com on the screen had a cheesy plot and was beyond predictable, but I adored those types of movies. It felt good to see people fall in love and live happily ever after, even if that wasn't realistic.

"Maybe I just like spending time with you, and I put the movie on as an excuse to get you to stay a little longer?" The heartbreaking smile that spread across his face sent a zoo stampeding through my stomach. I forced my eyes away from his to look at the screen again.