“How are you at keeping secrets?” I sat forward, eyes wide, excited. “Absolutely terrible. Do not tell me anything.” Julian laughed. “I kinda figured that’d be the case.”
He was coming back to my place. There was a possibility that we could kiss or make out or, as I was trying very hard not to think about, we could end up in bed. See, I have the best of intentions. It’s just my willpower that’s lacking.
