I didn’t even know how I got back to my room, but as soon as I did, I crawled into my bed, hoping I could just fall asleep and when I woke up, everything was just a dream.

But I was over optimistic.

Joshua’s kiss played over and over in my head—his warmth, the way his lips moved against mine, the way I had felt safe and wanted. My heart clenched at the thought of it.

But his words hurt more.

“It’ll never happen again.”

I tossed and ...