RENEE

'Please accept my apologies, Renee. I wasn't in the right frame of mind then, and...'

As I remembered some of Dylan's apologies from last night, bubbles of laughter rose up my throat.

Staring at the ceiling of my room dreamily, my eyes fluttered open and close as I tried to stop thinking about him and the rowdy conversation we'd had the day before, but I couldn't.

His demeanor, audacity, and the way he casually guilt-tripped his speech made me suspect he was up to something ...