I’m not sure how I survived but Caden dropped me back at my room two hours later, pressing a deep, all consuming kiss on my lips before walking away, leaving me clinging to the door knob to keep me upright.
The next afternoon a letter is pushed under my door whilst I’m at work and I find it as I walk into the room to shower after an exhausting day.
Lifting the crisp white envelope to my nose, I can just catch the faint scent of milk chocolate, Hadley.
Opening it eagerly, I find a single sheet of paper with spidery penmanship,
Dear Jamie-Lee
Would you like to accompany me on an evening outing?
Yours
Hadley
I giggle at the stiff letter, much like the man who wrote it, opening the mind link I reach for him, feeling him connect to me.
‘Thank you for the letter’ I say, grinning, ‘I’d
