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What if she regretted last night? After all, we’d both had a bit too much to drink. Stupid jitters came over me and I hated it immediately. I didn't want to get dumped twice in less thana week. And I definitely didn't want to feel bad about leaving Veronica on the same day I would be forced to face my parents.

I turned to the other side and blinked a few times, trying to hold back the tears. The agony I felt was overwhelming along with the anxiety.

I stayed there, quietly, lying down and looking at the clock on my cell phone showing 8:00 on the dot. It was pretty early for a Saturday morning after a binge.

In my mind, a bunch of negative scenes were clashing, which was painful. However, I felt even more nervous when I heard Veronica's voice.

“Kendra?” I started to pray, I just didn't know if I wanted her to remember last night or if I wanted her to have alcoholic amnesia.

I turned to her slowly.

“Hi, good morning…” I smiled weakly, being greeted with another smile. Her warm, soft fingers touched my cheek before she leaned in and placed a small kiss on the tip of my nose, widening my smile. “So do you remember what happened last night?!” I provoked her.

Veronica grimaced thoughtfully.

“Do you want to know if I remember you pining and kissing me against the hallway wall?” She replied in the same tone, leaning in even more, until her face was aligned with mine. “Of course I remember.”

And then her lips took me once again, making me almost moan at the same moment. My satin pajamas were a little big on her, this made it easier for me to reach her skin under the fabric, touching her waist with her legs around me.

The kisses went from my mouth to my neck and I was forced to press my legs together. Her hair was a little wavier than usual that morning, curling easily between my fingers and the last thing I wanted was for her to stop.

However, it was morning, the girls would probably wake up soon.

“Veronica...” I called for her. “We can’t… we can’t…”

Her face returned to my eye level.

“Why?”

“The girls will wake up soon and the last thing we need is people talking about the two of us.”

“Ah...” The disappointment on her face was visible and I felt terrible about it. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

She got off of me and soon got out of bed too.

Frustrated, I ran my hands through my hair and took a deep breath. I didn't want to kick her out of my room and only I knew how much I really wanted to go all the way with Veronica. It gave me addictive, chaotic and intense sensations, but I didn't want to do any of that at the risk of someone disturbing us. And not even run the risk of both of us becoming the target of useless gossip on campus.

Veronica had already been through hell with Martin, she didn't need any more bad attention for kissing me.

“Hm... I better go...” The phrase caught my attention, making me jump out of bed and go to her.

“No!” I almost screamed. “I mean, you don't have to... Hm, it's... if you want, of course you can go, but you can stay too.”

I was very nervous.

And no one ever made me nervous like that.

Never.

Veronica laughed weakly and I felt my cheeks getting even redder. She approached me and stood in front of me, tilting her head up a little. With our eyes aligned, she whispered against my lips:

“I'm not afraid of what they might say and, I definitely, I'm not afraid of you anymore... The question here is: are you afraid of what they're going to say about the two of us?”

YES, I AM!, my mind screamed. But no words came out of my mouth, I just grabbed Veronica's face and kissed her again, feeling completely lost in her, at the same time that I had found something curiously precious.

Her tooth grazed my bottom lip, gently pulling it towards her. And soon the conversation in the room pulled us back to reality. I opened my eyes, looking at the brunette in front of me with a smile on her face.

“We can keep it a secret for now, if you want.” She proposed.