Chapter 64
Lyda’s POV
The next afternoon Kael texted me about grabbing lunch. Or at least I thought it was Kael. Honestly at this point the names and the moods were starting to blur together in my head, but the message said he wanted to take me out somewhere cute, so I threw on a little sundress and met him at that small café in the park we both liked.
He was already there when I arrived, leaning against the railing with that same crooked smile, same dark hair, same everything. My stomach did the same old flip.
“Looking good, baby,” he said, pulling me in for a quick kiss that tasted like mint gum. “Missed that ass in a dress.”
We ordered drinks and found a table outside under some trees. The conversation flowed easy like always; him teasing me about how I’d been texting him dirty s*
