After Ceasar and Trina arrived at Ceasar’s home
I LEANED MY HEAD over the man’s shoulders, whom I never would have guessed could care so much about me. I was taken aback by how unbelievably unexpected the last few days had been. Somehow, I felt safe and cared for, something I never thought could be felt by me.
Ceasar’s wet hands grabbed my waist as he waited for his housemaids to answer the door. I didn’t resist his touch because there was warmth in his grasp.
I felt an unknown sensation looking at him as the rain droplets cascaded from his chin and landed on his completely soaked black leather jacket. Noticing my intense gaze over his physique, Ceasar asked, “What?”
I leaned my head over his shoulders as I took a long breath. I couldn’t find sensible words to justify how deeply I was
