Chapter 18

I knew I was going to have to deal with this. I knew I was going to have to face Eric sooner or later, I just didn't expect it to be this soon.

"What're you...um..." I avoid making eye contact with him, whatever makes me do that would be sentencing me to death because I'm not ready to look at him.

"Doing here? Come on, Aubrey, you know what I'm doing here. It's why you can't look at me, isn't it?"

A sigh escapes my mouth. "Eric, I..." He walks past me into the house, shutting the door behind him.

"You look pretty, Aubrey. You always do." His voice becomes husky. I wait for the tingles to come, the shiver, the butterflies that always flutter at the bottom of my stomach whenever he speaks to me.

I wait for something. Anything. I get nothing.

I finally decide to just suck it up and look at him, and when I do, I wish I hadn't done it, because all I feel now is guilt.

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