Demetrius
“Just tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it. I promise you. But please let me in first; your neighbors are one second away from calling the cops on me, sweetheart.”
I’d hopped on my motorcycle and made the forty-five-minute ride to my girlfriend Indigo’s condo in Jade City. Actually, she was more than my girlfriend; she was my love, my life, and my world. She was my mate and the air in my lungs. But she was mad at me, and I had to fix that.
“Let them call the cops. Maybe a night in jail will knock some sense into you,” she yelled from the other side of the door.
“Baby, you don’t mean that. Please let me in; I need to hug my girl.”
I heard the locks disengage, and when the door opened and the scent of cinnamon and sugar hit my nose, I immediately
