68| Worth Fighting For

Oh god, I freaked out, pushing against Alec's chest to move him further into the hallway... this was the worst timing ever. I followed him out, my hand still on his chest as I closed the door behind me.

"Alec... what are you doing here?" I managed to ask. My heart was thudding so hard in my chest I was starting to worry about my health. It had been less than 2 weeks since I left Siesta Key, but damn... I missed him so much.

He was so handsome, and as per usual, he smelled so good; so familiar. I just wanted to throw my arms around him and forget about our fight; forget about the fact that he walked away from me; and forget about the fact that David was down on one knee just on the other side of my door.

But, the angry and confused look on Alec's face stopped me from doing what I wanted.

"Well..." he said, "I guess it doesn't really matter why I'm here now."

"Of course it matters!" I said, "Should I ask David to leave?"

All I wanted in this moment was to have him tell me "yes." I