- Elizabeth -
The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains in my room, casting a soft glow that matched the flutter in my stomach. Today was the day I'd call Samantha. I stared at my phone, the screen reflecting my anxious expression, and after what felt like an eternity, I tapped her number. It rang once, twice, and then, finally, her cheerful voice burst through.
But before focusing on that call, my mind raced back to the whirlwind weekend I had just spent in Los Angeles with Zayn. The funny parts from sightseeing and the steamy ones from exploring my limits with Zayn in private flooded my mind, and I felt the smile on my face mingle with the blush. This man conquered my heart like a true Romeo, taking me to a world full of ecstasy, passion, and high flight. No one had ever ma
