After Dylan attacked me with one hell of a kiss last week, we’ve barely spoken. Our communication has consisted of one phone call and a bunch of texts. Dylan’s words still run through my head on repeat, to get it out of our systems. It might have worked for him, but for me it had the opposite effect. Nothing has changed when it comes to my feelings on starting something with Dylan, but one thing has definitely changed in me. Kissing Dylan Mathers now consumes my every thought. But it can’t happen. It will ruin both of us.
