Empty. That’s how he felt after leaving New York for a week.
Don’t get him wrong.
Keith had tried to make himself busy with work here in Paris. He’d even try to hook up with some random woman as he did right now to make him forget about that one particular woman named Cassandra Gray.
But he can’t bring himself to do that, at least not when he was sober. That’s why he drank a lot tonight. He just want to forget about everything.
The woman that came up to him tonight is a tall brunette with a slender figure and a pretty dolled-up face. She purposedly took an empty chair beside Keith when she saw him sitting there alone at the bar.
She started off by engaging him in some conversation for the first ten minutes, to which he only replied curtly to most of her questions. He had no idea
