I sure do wish I could have come up with this amazing series, but I didn't. The characters belong to Libba Bray and all her genius.
Pippa
Last night shouldn't of happened and I am not too naïve to know it. I steal a glance to Felicity's bed only to find her awake and staring back. Suddenly my tongue is very thick and covered with cotton. Fee's sleepy grin stops my breathing all together. I have not the faintest idea how to apologize for my brashness last night.
"How much do you remember?" Felicity asks while yawning. My cheeks heat up giving Felicity the answer to her question. "I'm terribly sorry!" I exclaim forcefully. Felicity sits up slowly with one hand on her forehead.
"Don't be sorry. We were drunk."
"That's no excuse for my behavior. Really Fee, I am terribly sorry. That was inappropriate and wrong of me." Felicity seems to be thinking very hard about my apology and I cannot help but worry that she won't accept it. Consider myself replaced.
She stands slowly and stretches. Turning slowly to look at my agonizing face, Fee responds, "It wasn't a big deal Pip. How about we just forget it ever happened. Can we agree to that?"
"You're not vexed?"
"I will be if you keep acting this way. Pippa, I honestly am not upset. You had no control over yourself. I don't blame you. If anything it is my fault."
This remark puzzles me. How could it be Felicity's fault? I'm the one who told her to kiss me. Then again, she did it. "How is it your fault?"
Felicity stops digging through her closet for her uniform. She turns and the expression of pure dread painted to her face startles me. She seems to be loathing herself more than words can ever begin to describe. "I'm sorry Pip. I took advantage of you when you were intoxicated. I'm the one at fault."
"You weren't sober either Fee. We are both at fault." The tortured expression still hasn't faltered. "Was it that bad of a kiss?" I ask suddenly self-conscious. The light returns to Fee's eyes and a small grin spreads from the grimace.
"Of course not. You were," she pauses. "You were exquisite."
I smile in spite of myself. "As were you."
Felicity seems pleased. After a moment's pause, she remarks, "You better get ready. Breakfast starts in ten minutes."
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