Adrian
“You can thank me later.” Carson says as he just bombarded his way into my room without so much as knocking first. I rolled my eyes as he closed my door behind him and walked across the room to my bed. I had not been there for very long, and Carson had not been home when I arrived either, so I had no idea what I was supposed to be thanking him for.
“And what am I supposed to be thanking you for exactly?” I asked as I looked over the top of my laptop, raising my brow and eyeing him carefully. What has he done now, I thought?
“For chasing off that gold digger that you slept with before she could get her claws into you.” He said and that really got my attention.
The woman from New Years has been on my mind for weeks now. Ever since I came out of the shower the next morning to find
