Megan's POV
"How was your talk with Ashton?" Alice asked the moment I got back inside our cottage, and I was surprised to find her waiting for me with a wine glass in her hand, and I couldn't utter a single word as I listened to the throbbing of my heart as I can still feel the aftermath of our made out session in the garden. And yes, it still feels like I am a teenager all over again.
I still blush the same way, and with regards to Ashton, I can still feel the hammering of my heart every time I hear his name, and right now, I felt giddy, and I could no longer control the muscles of my face to smile on its own as I gave Alice a wide grin.
"Wow! I hate Ashton; how could he make you smile that way? I have been trying to cheer you up for the last eight years, yet, I haven't seen you smile that way." She said, and I stopped smiling at her.
"You know that is not true; how about I am with Axel, you can see me smiling this way," I responded.
