Page 56 of Hot Girls Date Shifters

I whisper.

“... is wrong with you?”

My face is pink.

My pupils look enormous.

I splash cold water across my cheeks.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

So much for my attempt to use make-up.

Still, the cold water helps.

A little.

Not enough.

Not nearly enough.

I seriously need to install a shower back here.

Because if there was ever a moment for a freezing cold one?

It's right now.

I lean closer to the mirror.

“He is just a man.”

A ridiculously handsome man.

“So what?”

I've met handsome men before.

I've dated handsome men before.

I’ve even slept with one or two.

But none of them made my heart race because they walked through a door.

None of them made my entire body seem suddenly aware of itself.

This is ridiculous.

Maybe the adrenaline from last night is finally catching up with me.

Maybe I'm overtired.

Maybe...

Maybe I just need more coffee.