Everett
Aubrey and I were still on the sofa, only now, we are lying down. She turns to face me, and I make sure to hold her, so she doesn’t roll off the sofa as she does. Aubrey looks up at me. I smile and stroke the hair from her face. Her beautiful eyes are enough to make any man weak to her knees.
“We can’t keep doing this, Everett.” She whispers.
“I know.”
“Then what do we do? Do we stop being around one another? Because it seems like no matter how hard we fight against it, we end up in the same compromising position. I can’t keep doing this. I am not this kind of person until you came along.”
The best thing for me to do is agree for us to stop being around one another, but it won’t work, not now. I am in too deep, deep enough that I can’t be pulled back out. Aubrey was not su
