Eddie’s mother is way overprotective and everyone knew it. It’s why she’d kill you if she saw the current scene.

You and Eddie, lying on his bed, making out. He was hovering above you, one arm supporting him, the other on your waist. How you ended up like this? Who the hell knows, by now. But damn, it felt right.

You pulled back for a second to catch your breath. Both of you were panting, his forehead resting against yours. If Sonia saw this, you’d both be dead.