I woke up the اگلے morning to the sound of my cell phone ringing. I couldn’t remember getting into the position I was into, which was wrapped in Alejandro’s arms on his bed. I tried to squirm out of his grip, but to no use; he wasn't letting me go. I reached into my pocket and grabbed my cell phone out of it. I put it up to my ear, answered it, and whispered, "Hello?"
"Heather! Where are you?"
Crap! It was my mother!
"What do آپ mean?"
I was hoping I could convince her that I was home.
"Don't play dumb with me. I know آپ never came ہوم last night."
"I'm over at Sierra's," I lied. I still kept...
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