Chapter Twelve
My phone buzzed and I looked down at the screen. My voicemail was full, I had ten text messages from Micheal. I opened the first message, not wanting to hear his voice.
Micheal: Sarah, answer your phone please.
Micheal: Sarah, please. I messed up.
Micheal: I broke up with Traci, please come home.
Micheal: You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, please forgive me. I love you.
The messages went on and on. Rolling my eyes, I finished brushing my teeth before spitting into the sink and rinsing it out. There was no way that I was going back to Micheal. I had cared about him before, thought that I had loved him. That things between us would get better, but after last night. I knew that I wanted more in life.
I wanted love and the kind of s*x that Dom had given me
