When the morning came, Cassandra found out that she was alone in the bed. Oh s**t! She did stay in his place. She still could freshly recall the passionate make-out session that they shared last night. She got swayed by him again. Aarrghh…Damian must be mad at her. Where is her phone?
“Looking for this?” She suddenly heard Keith’s voice from the door. He stood there, leaning on the door frame, looking all delicious only in his track pants, leaving his top bare. Damn, it still amazed her that she could be in a romantic relationship with a man this hot.
“You took my phone?” she snarled at him, jumping off the bed. She was about to snatch her phone from his hand, but he lifted it higher so that she couldn’t reach it.
“Give me my phone back, Keith!” she said, still struggling to reach her
