Kaida
The next morning, my phone rang, vibrating softly on the nightstand. I groggily reached for it, seeing Bastian’s name flashing across the screen. I swiped to answer, propping myself up on the pillows.
“Good morning,” his deep voice greeted me, filled with warmth that immediately made me smile.
“Morning,” I replied, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “What’s up?”
“I wanted to invite you over today,” he said, a hint of mystery in his tone. “Someone wants to meet you.”
“Meet me?” I echoed, my curiosity piqued. “Who?”
“You’ll find out,” he teased lightly. “I promise it’ll be a pleasant surprise. I’ll come pick you up in an hour?”
“Sure,” I said, though a flutter of nerves stirred in my stomach. Someone wanted to meet me? Who could it be?
After hanging up, I got out of bed and starte
