Soraya
For the past couple of days, I've kept myself busy getting the clothes ready for the fashion show and going to meeting after meeting. I didn't even have time to check on my little blog. It's been a week since I posted anything, and I felt bad because I've gotten notifications about it all week.
“Ugh,” I sat down on the chair. I knew why I kept myself busy. I don't want to think about his words because, for some reason, they struck something deep inside that made me react in a way that I shouldn't have about someone that I tell myself I wouldn't fall for.
Somehow, I knew I would act like a fool if I saw another woman touch him the way Daniels was touching me in the Lounge. I didn't indicate that I enjoyed it or made him do it; the man just took it upon himself. Yeah, I should'v
