Chapter 9

"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." This makes Anna smile and she quickly forgets about our previous conversation and dives into what movies we're gonna watch, boys, and makeup. I'm grateful when I hear