(Elodie)
After breakfast, I ended up spending the rest of the day with my parents. Considering they were leaving tomorrow morning, Beckett suggested I take that time to hangout with them.
I won't lie, a huge part of me wanted to go with Beckett instead. I know it's probably because of how intimate we were this morning but I wanted to cling to him. I wanted to follow him around like some lost puppy that needed to be held and coddled.
Maybe it had to do with the fact that I was so freaking exhausted, and the questions my parents kept asking weren't helping.
"How long have you known him again?" My mom asked, making me sigh as I laid back on the couch in their hotel room.
"I mean, technically a year. But we just started talking a few weeks ago." I mumbled, closing my eyes as I could feel
