GAVIN’S POV
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I couldn’t sleep last night because I missed Cleo. I knew she was going to be mine, but I also knew that my little brat of a sister would ruin the first night we could have had together. I took a shower early in the morning while I waited for the bakery to make the picnic basket I had made. I feel weird that I’m doing this. I never wake up early to meet a girl, I usually told them that I’m busy and sleep in but I was too excited to sleep, I kept picturing her and I want nothing more than to hold her, even if it’s just her hand. I just want to touch her, to smell her, to see her beautiful smile. “What are you doing?” Gizelle laughs as she stands in the open extra bathroom door. I sigh as I stop combing my hair with my little comb and I turn to her, “Combing my hair,”, “Why?”
