"A wet one, I bet," She wiggles her eyebrows at me and I gape at her.
"No it wasn't, you pervert!"
She grins and shrugs, "Say what you want but you know you can tell me, I won't judge. I admit I have wet dreams about Adam Beckett, then again, who doesn't?"
At the mention of the name, the cheeky grin I had on my face falls. It's because now Anna, of course unintentionally, has reminded me of the fact I'm supposed to be Adam's mate. I think she notices my dreadful expression, since she frowns as well. "Sorry, Ronnie, I didn't know you liked hi-"
"It's not that." I say, I feel like spilling my guts about everything that happened last night, but I don't. I know I can't. "Anyway, I was thinking maybe this weekend I could come spend the night over at your house."