Don't Date Your Best Friend (The Unfolding Duet 2 Books)
“We don’t have an attic in the apartment, Jake. Come on, help me with them. You promised you would.”
He huffed and sat beside me on the floor. “I was thinking more of finding your old pictures, diaries, and even lingerie.”
His look was heated when he whispered the last word, making me shiver.
“I already packed most of them except my lingerie and books,” I replied and awed at the old Harry Potter book set my mom had bought me on my birthday. It was old but still held so many memories. Memories of me and Ethan sprawled on my bed or my bedroom floor reading books together, guessing each other’s Hogwarts house.