"She looks cute when she’s blushing," Elijah thought to himself. It makes her even more like a real woman, alive, able to feel and not like those superficial blonde models everyone expected him to date.
Speaking of blondes, Kelly was giving him one of those blank glares that he couldn’t decipher what she thought or felt behind it. He rolled his eyes and could only think of one thing that made her stare at him like that. He had slept with another stranger again and she was left to clean up the mess.
Immediately Cassie had done her walk of shame, the door beeped open to reveal Kelly in a casual ripped blue jean and a pink blouse. She’d decided to sit with them at the table. It was still weird to him seeing her not in her formal wear, but he brushed it aside and focused on the scenario befo
