Thick by Alexa Riley

I got an email that your new phone will be delivered sometime today. I couldn't stop thinking about him, and it didn’t help that every time I shifted, I could still feel what we'd done between my legs. I learned quickly that it didn’t matter how much space I put between Apollo and myself, the heartache I felt didn’t lessen. We stayed at a fancy hotel for the entire week, ordering room service and binge-watching movies. Mom got the bright idea for us to get away for a few days, so we’d hurriedly packed and caught the next ferry off the island. Too bad my heart doesn't agree with my head.Īfter my mom and I left both of the Crew men behind, we went home. I let his cruel words play on repeat to remind myself he’s not worth crying over.

I will not shed any more tears over Apollo. I will myself not to cry because I’ve done enough of it at this point.

It was only last week that I wanted Craven Cove to be somewhere I could settle down and start a new journey in life. We’re on our way back to the island, and my stomach tightens. As we get farther and farther away from it, I try not to think about the cool wind biting at my cheeks. Istand at the back of the ferry watching the sun rise over the mainland.