Chapitre 144: CAN'T KEEP A SECRET

RAIN

"Are you okay?"

No, no I am not. But I can't tell day that. "I am just a little distracted."

It's been over a day since we hung out and Liam carried me home after fucking my brains out in day's spare room. I still can't look him in the eye after the despicable things that happened there, leaving the room a mess.

I hope he doesn't bill me for the broken painting and bed frame.

"I am thinking of going dark again," he says looking at himself in the mirror. We are in the salon, getting our nails and hair done. I haven't told day that tomorrow is my birthday yet, even after his impromptu show-up at my door.

"I think you would look great as a brunette."

"I better, it's my natural color after all," he snickers, as he fishes out his phone. "What will you do with your hair this time?"