Novels by Favour

Kehlani’s POVThe next morning came too fast.I barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I became painfully aware that Chase Ledger was in my apartment and breathing the same air as I was. It didn’t feel real no matter the angle I looked at it from. At some point, exhaustion must have dragged me under, because the next thing I knew, sunlight was spilling through the thin curtains in the kitchen.I stood in front of the cooker, flipping pancakes mechanically.The batter sizzled softly as it hit the pan, the smell warm and comforting. Normally, mornings like this grounded me and made me feel normal.But nothing about today felt normal.My mind kept drifting to last night.Shaking the thoughts aside, I exhaled slowly, flipping another pancake.Chase hadn’t come out yet.Good.Maybe he would leave quietly and this could all just fade into something I could pretend didn’t happen.Suddenly, the front door burst open and I jumped so hard the spatula slipped in my hand.“Guess who’s back,

Chase’s POVI have stayed in five–star hotels in cities that never sleep, signed contracts worth more than the building I am currently standing in.And yet somehow, the most unfamiliar territory I have stepped into in years was Kehlani’s apartment, more specifically, her room.“She won't be coming home tonight. Even if she is in there, she won't make a fuss,” she had said and I gave a short nod.There had been a flicker of something in her eyes when she unlocked the door to the apartment. Inviting your boss into your personal space at midnight was not conventional and will definitely get a lot of interpretation. “You can use my room,” she said, pushing the door open then went ahead to turn on the light. The room that greeted me was not what I expected.It looked like a teenager's room with a pink theme. My eyes fell on the soft pink curtains swaying lightly from the cool breeze then went to a vanity crowded with skincare bottles, perfume, and tiny trinkets arranged with more senti

Kehlani's POVGet in. – I repeated in my head, staring at him like he had lost his mind. His voice wasn’t sharp when asked me to. It wasn’t like a command thrown like a dagger. Instead, it was calm, controlled and almost neutral.“I called a cab,” I said, lifting my chin slightly. “It’s on the way.”Leaning forward slightly, he held my gaze for a second longer than necessary then, instead of driving off like I expected, he turned the key and shut off the engine.The sudden quiet between us felt deliberate and before I could say a word, he said, “I’ll wait.”My stomach flipped. Wait?“You don’t have to,” I replied, shifting my weight awkwardly on the sidewalk.“It's my choice.” He replied and that was it.Pushing his hand into his hair, he leaned back slightly in his seat and folded one hand loosely over the steering wheel, settling in like he had nowhere else to be.Rolling my eyes, I turned away from him and started fumbling with my phone. I wanted to pretend I was checking the ri

Kehlani’s POVThe moment I shut my office door, the tears came running down my cheeks in torrents. Snapping my eyes shut, I placed my back against the cold wall, allowing the cold to sip into my body to ground me. My sobs were not loud or dramatic. It was silent, burning streaks sliding down my cheeks as I leaned my forehead against the wood and breathed through the ache in my chest. My hands were shaking, my throat was tight and my head was pounding like I had been screaming for hours.Pull yourself together.I pushed away from the wall and stumbled toward my desk. My reflection in the dark computer screen looked wrecked. My eyes were red, I had blotchy cheeks and my mascara was threatening to betray me.I reached up to wipe my eyes again. I was impatient and rough and that cost me.Something wasn’t right.My vision blurred suddenly in one eye, the world tilting just slightly out of focus. Panic flared up my chest as I blinked rapidly.“No, no, no,” I muttered.With my heart in

Kehlani’s POVFor the first time in what felt like forever, I was laughing.Real laughter, not the polite, careful kind I had mastered at work, but the kind that bubbled up unexpectedly and made my cheeks ache. The restaurant buzzed with noise, glasses clinking, cutlery scraping softly against plates and conversations overlapping in a way that felt warm instead of overwhelming.I hadn’t realized how much I needed this.Manny was in the middle of a ridiculous story about a client who had once sent an email meant for his mistress to the entire department. Eliana was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes.“No,” I said between laughs. “That cannot be real.”“It is,” Manny insisted. “HR had to step in. It was pure chaos.”I shook my head, smiling despite myself. For a moment, I forgot about work, cold stares, and the constant knot of fear that had taken residence in my chest.Then my phone buzzed.I glanced down at it casually, expecting a random notification or a group message fro

Kehlani’s POVIt had been a week.Seven whole days since the worst night of my life, and somehow, miraculously, I was still sane.The only reason I hadn’t completely unraveled was simple; Chase Ledger hadn’t been in the office since that day. He had left town almost immediately, and the building had felt lighter without him. Despite his absence, it was still intimidating and tense but not suffocating.Distance was a gift I didn’t take lightly.As usual that evening, I sat alone in my office, the glow of my computer screen casting pale light across the desk as my fingers flew over the keyboard. Numbers blurred together after a while, but I forced myself to stay focused. Every report I completed and every email I sent, felt like proof that I could still function and that fear hadn’t completely broken me.Chase and I hadn’t spoken since that night. Everything went through email and I preferred it that way.I hit send on the final report and leaned back in my chair, rolling my stiff