Have you ever done something you loved but later you came to regret it?
What the bloody hell was I thinking!
Crying in front of Zane like a three-year-old. Like get it together Avanelle!
What was I doing touching him like that? We almost kissed, for crying out loud! I feel
like I'm in my own personal hole where no one can find me. Specifically, Zane Anderson.
He did it all on purpose! He made me have those stupid feelings. It's his fault and I
hate him for it.
“I fuckin’ hate you, Zane.” I groan under my sheet. In a couple minutes he'll come
walking through that door with his own little swagger ready to do a check up on me. The
trivial things he does drives me insane! What the bloody hell is he planning? Is this some
sort of prank he's playing? Get the girl to break her wall down for you? What's the prize
huh? An opportunity to break her heart?
Fuck no! Zane, you thought.
There is no way I’m getting in that situation with him ever again!
