Roman
The door clicks shut in front of me as I step away from Aella’s apartment, the soft click echoing in the quiet hallway. My lips, still tingling from our kiss, and a smile creeps onto my face before I can stop it. I touch my lips with my fingertips, almost as if confirming that the kiss really happened; the taste of her still lingers on mine.
What the hell is happening to me?
As I walk toward my apartment, I pull out my phone and hesitate, my thumb hovering over Kaden’s contact. f**k it. I hit the call button.
“It’s me,” I say when he picks up. “Date’s over. It went well.”
Kaden chuckles. “I didn’t think you’d be the type to ‘date.’”
“I’m not,” I snap. “It’s part of the plan.”
“All right, easy,” Kaden says. “So, how’d it go, really?”
I hesitate, my eyes drifting back to Aella
