Zane

I slept like shit most of the night, tossing and turning as nightmares haunted me as if I was experiencing them all over again.

"Come on, Zane." She giggled. "What's the big deal? Touch me."

"I'm busy." I yawned and snagged my AP Psych book in an attempt to put some distance between me and Cassie, just another girl in a blur of girls whose only goal in life was to get me to jump between her thighs.

But I didn't have time for that ...