Chapter22

#Chapter22

Colt

I woke up the next day hungover, but I forced myself to ignore it. I needed to talk to Callie right away. I threw on the same clothes I had on the night before and headed out of my room to hers.

I stopped in front of her door and took a dep breath. Nervous didn’t begin to cover what I was feeling. We had kissed and she seemed to not like it, at all. Of course, I hoped I read her actions wrong but, with her pushing me away I didn’t think I had. I finally got enough nerve to knock on the door. I waited for what probably was only a few seconds but felt like years before knocking again. Waiting again, I leaned my ear against the door to try and hear any movement but heard none. I realized then that we had drank a lot and she could not be okay.