Cassandra just finished taking a bath and tying her hair up in a ponytail when she checked her phone for the hundredth time that morning.
She’s been waiting for a call or at least some text message from one particular person since last night…and that is Keith.
They were supposed to distance themselves from each other, but she can’t deny the fact that she also misses him. She fights the urge to text him first because it would be weird since she was the one who decided to leave.
But isn’t he worried at all? Well, what could she expect from a man like Keith? He obviously had many women worshipping the land that he walked on. He doesn’t need to waste his time for a ‘hard to get’ virgin woman like her.
Sighing deeply, she threw her phone to the bed and proceeded to walk out of the bedro
