Chapter 15

Laura

I've searched for my phone for an entire hour. I'm tired and march into the kitchen with bitterness blossoming within me.

"Good evening," Caleb is sitting on a chair, wearing a grey hoodie and a pair of shorts. His hair is newly showered, and I can't help but inhale the scent wafting around him.

He smells delicious, masculine, and fresh. I can't describe the smell as anything else other than addicting. I have no clue what it is, but I would love to press my nose into his chest and inhale deeply.

But of course, I won't do that.

"Evening..." I mutter.

Caleb hands me a glittering, fake innocent smile. "Are you perhaps searching for something?"

"I knew it!" I exclaim, pointing at him. "You took it, didn't you?!"

He tilts his head. "What are you talking about?"

"My phone!" I storm towards him while glaring into his eyes. The bastard is on my eye level while sitting down. "You never gave it back!"

"Oh!" His face lights up, and he fishes up something from his pocket, holding up my p