Tess was laying in bed looking at the ceiling. It was Friday night. A week after her birthday. A week since she met Con, the guy who now occupied her spare bedroom and most of her thoughts. A week since her life took a different turn. And a couple of days since her heart took a different beat. A new, exciting and frightening beat.
But overall, she felt more in control. She still had no idea why she felt that way or what that feeling was, that blend of panic, with excitement, fear with desire for more of that crazy mix of sensations. But, she felt better at managing everything, managing herself and life around her.