Becca

Two days went by quicker than I thought they ever could, and before I knew it, I was loading all of my stuff back into my car with Neal at my side as he tried to convince me to stay, or at least convince me he would fly me back instead of me driving my car.

No matter how much he tried to persuade me, though, I couldn’t let him do that. It was a sweet gesture, but I had to be independent, and even with us sleeping together or whatever else this was, I ...