After gathering what was left of my ego, I sat at the kitchen Island, mom wasn't going to come back tonight, that left me all alone in the house, no one to talk to, watching TV alone was one of the most boring things ever. I took a big sip of my coffee before starting to text Eros, I only hoped he was online because I was so bored that I felt like it could kill me anytime from now.
"So, I had this thing with Aamon" I started, trying to summarize the complicated situation I was in. "He's my mate, but he is so annoying. And I think he's been with a lot of other women before me."
I waited patiently for her reply, it took a little while but finally she did reply, "Maybe he just seems like a playboy on the surface, Haven," her text read. "Maybe there's more to him than that."
I raised an eye
