CHAPTER 4
“But you said you wrote that note I got asking me to meet you at the park?” Cobra said, in question.
Calvin was finding it hard to speak, and looked around. Cobra, thankfully, saw his dilemma, and quickly picked up a cup of ice. “Jude said you could have a couple of ice chips. Hopefully it will help.”
Calvin opened his mouth, moaning as the cool soothing liquid trickled over his dry throat.
Opening his eyes, he hadn’t even realized he had closed, he felt his c**k twitch trying to make a valiant effort to rise and saw a heated look in Cobra’s caramel-colored eyes.
Within seconds, Cobra blinked and stepped back, murmuring, “Sorry.” Cobra took another step back, saying, “I’m going to give Jude a call, and then if you can, I need to know what you meant by not writing those notes
