Benji POV
Benji knew Ginger just wanted to talk and learn about each other. She may have just wanted more information on him and his family, but he didn’t care. He was given a chance to be alone with her – something he wanted desperately but never thought would happen.
Being in her bedroom told him so much about her. Posters of fashion magazine covers adorned her walls, making him think she would get along with Olive. Clothes and shoes took up all the space on the sofa, suggesting she had been in a rush at some point but still wanted to look good, and on her desk sat an open laptop and a charging tablet.
The sight of the unkempt bed made it difficult for him to swallow. When she suggested they sit there, he was dizzy for a moment. Then she sat so close to him, he could feel the warmth of her body.
He itched to touch her.
Eventually, despite wanting to know more about her, he couldn’t take it anymore.