CHAPTER FIFTEEN
EASTON
DAY 17
Tatum’s call with Oakley echoed into the hall. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but I couldn't walk away once my name was mentioned. Call me a nosy bastard, but I wanted to hear Tatum's responses.
And she confirmed everything I thought.
She wants me as much as I want her, and I fully understand her hesitations and concerns. I have them too. But I know what’s in my heart, and I’d regret not giving us a chance until the day I died.
Tatum has no problem fooling around, but then she gets lost in her head with doubt. My plan is to do whatever I can to change that.
Falling asleep didn't come easy since I was consumed by thoughts of her, which meant I ended up sleeping in. By the time I make it downstairs, it's almost noon.
“Good afternoon, sleepyhead,” she teas
