Keeley
Gio left me in a room I had never been in before. The furnishings were rich and sleek, the bed was soft, and I fell back against the pillows with a sigh the moment he shut the door behind him. Part of me wanted to talk to him some more, but it was clear he didn’t feel the same. He hadn’t said one word to me since telling me he would let me go.
Free. I would be free. Gio was going back to the States and I wouldn’t have to see him again. It was everything I had wanted, and yet…
Dammit.
Peeling off my jeans and jacket, I slipped under the soft sheets and closed my eyes. Why was I so messed up about this? He was giving me what I wanted. So, why was I kind of upset about it? It wasn’t like I wanted Gio in my life. Did I?
I mean I had liked him when we had first met; he had been dang
