RUMORS IN THE MORNING
Glande's POV
The following morning, I woke up with a smile I couldn't hide.
No matter how many times I replayed the previous night in my mind, it still felt unreal.
The charity gala was a success.
Alex had stayed behind with me after everyone left.
We had stood together beneath the Chicago night sky, talking as though the rest of the world no longer existed.
And then...
He had kissed me.
A blush warmed my cheeks at the memory.
I covered my face with both hands, laughing softly to myself.
"What are you smiling about this early?"
Jasmine's amused voice drifted in from the kitchen.
I quickly lowered my hands.
"Nothing."
She walked into the living room carrying two mugs of coffee.
"I've known you for six years."
"That smile definitely isn't 'nothing.'"
