Chapter 44

Brielle 9:30 AM I fiddled with my hands nervously as we sat in his convertible. An awkward silence filled the car around us. Now that I realized how I felt, I couldn't act the same around him. I couldn't bicker with him without turning beet red, and whenever he touched me even a little, I jumped in surprise. He had tried to make conversation, but I had given him short answers, afraid that I would say something embarrassing. I was second guessing everything that I did, and I hated it. "Do...