Clarissa's P.O.V

The clock on my wall ticked by slowly as it closed in closer to 8 a.m. I knew that at any moment, Alyssa would come walking through my front door, and the questions would start to fly.

Once again, I was left with a sleepless night trying to grasp the reality of everything that happened. Antonio had been in my apartment and had kissed me.

The shock of that situation still reeling through my mind.

It was not the kiss that had thrown me ...