SAMANTHA'S POV
My phone rang, jolting me out of my sleep. I glanced at the caller ID—it was an unknown number. The only people who called from unknown numbers were the debt reminders from MILLER CO-OPERATION. Reluctantly, I answered when it rang a second time.
"Hello, sunshine," a man's voice came from the other side.
"Hello, who is this, please?" I asked, already cautious.
"Ah, sweetheart, you didn't save my number. It's not fair," the guy said, sounding hurt.
"Well, sorry about that, but I don't remember giving out my number to anyone," I snapped.
"Alright, feisty sunshine, I'm Jake. We exchanged numbers the other day at the club."
Suddenly, my mind flashed, and I remembered the guy from the club. We had danced together, exchanged numbers, and even kissed on the cheeks. Damn alco
