Savannah narrowed her eyes on me as she saw me come in the office the next day. I wasn’t able to tell her that I am leaving. Stephen and I went to a hotel after that and did it again. He did me over and over again until we were both spent.
I was too lost in my s****l intoxication that telling my best friend that I am leaving totally slipped out of my mind.
“Sav, I am sorry for leaving you out there,” I told her. It’s my fault and I admit it. “I was drunk and I forgot to tell you that I was leaving.”
She raised her brow before cornering me. She will not let me go until I tell her everything. I know that already but I don’t think I am ready to tell her that I just…had s*x with Stephen Meyers last night.
And damn. Just the memory of him touching and kissing every inch of my body is mak
