MICHELLE's P O V
‘‘Hey! Where have you been?’’ My face was pressed against Devon's chest, and I couldn't help but take a whiff of the familiar, sweet, and enticing aroma of musk cologne, which was something that I had been longing for, for years already.
Instantaneously, I took a step backwards to avoid coming into contact with his body. ‘‘I'm so sorry... I was… I had to use the restroom…’’
‘‘You should’ve told me!’’ he groaned, and picked up the envelope that had been dropped on the floor when I bumped into him. ‘‘Go! I’ll wait for you over here. Be quick!’’
I looked at her briefly before turning on my heels and storming off in the direction of the women's restroom. As I walked through the room reserved for guys, the hair at the back of my head began to rise up once more. I
