Francesca woke up and rolled onto her back.
The guy she had been with the previous night was still in her bed, and he had apparently been waiting for her to wake up.
She didn’t even know what the guy was called, and she slapped him away when he moved to climb on top of her again.
“Get out.”
He knew better than to question her. He threw on his clothes and slipped obediently to her door pausing only to turn back before he left.
She knew what he was about to ask her.
She’d slept with the guy a couple of times since Jonas left and he was reading too much into that.
He was attractive and unambitious, but now he was about to ask her if he should come to the house again later she was through with him.
She went to the bathroom and showered quickly before getting herself dressed.
She was
