Sara's POV

My traitorous, stupid heart.

It was racing like I had run a marathon. Whereas the only thing running was Thomas in my mind.

Thomas in my mind?

How did I get here?

It had been less than a week when I told myself I would be the one in control. But last night…

God, last night had unraveled me in ways that mortified me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, recalling everything that happened, while the cab drove me back to Carlos' house. His touch was still imprinted in me and it ...