ログインI returned to Travis's bakery and helped him prepare several batches of bread. It turned out that Clair had a class to teach that afternoon because she was one of the assistant lecturers at the university nearby. She was already fully dressed and wearing makeup, looking so beautiful and attractive that I understood why I had initially assumed she was Travis's girlfriend.“What do you teach, Clair?” I asked. She was helping place the finished bread into branded packaging. The logo on every package read, *Mrs. Munn Bakery.*“I teach script editing in the literature department,” she answered casually. I stared at her in admiration.“Wow… you're an editor?” I asked.“More or less,” she replied. “But I like working here, even though that stingy man hasn't raised my salary in years.” She threw Travis a pointed look.“I pay you with love and affection, Clair,” Travis replied, laughing loudly. “You know that can't be measured with money.”Clair rolled her eyes. “Sure. Keep telling yourself th
Travis handed me a delicious pastry filled with vanilla cream and milk. I devoured it eagerly, and I even managed to finish a second one. Good Lord, his baking was absolutely delicious.“When you're full, let's go to the doctor I told you about,” Travis suggested. “Clair can watch the bakery until noon.” I immediately nodded in agreement.Before we left, I told him that I had no money. I also wanted to sell the phone that was currently switched off. I explained that Dave might have installed some kind of tracking device on it.“Don't worry… I'll take care of it,” Travis said calmly and confidently. He looked like he already knew exactly what to do. Then he asked me to hand him the phone.We said goodbye to Clair. She gave me a wide smile, and I had briefly assumed that she was Travis's girlfriend. But apparently, she had a story almost as complicated as mine and had also been treated terribly by her ex-boyfriend.Travis stopped at a shop within walking distance of the bakery. The owne
“Hi, Travis…” I called out, raising my voice slightly so the man with semi-dreadlocked hair could hear me. He turned toward me, his eyes widening as the arm he had been using to hold the woman beside him fell away. Then he walked toward me.“Are you Rose Watson? As in Rose? My friend from school in Texas?” he asked with an incredibly wide grin, as if he had just been possessed. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black trousers, and a white apron that read, *Baker of Mrs. Munn Bakery.* I nodded at him with a small smile, afraid to show too much emotion because I still had no idea who the woman beside him was.It wasn't even normal operating hours for most businesses yet. It was still six in the morning, far too early, but Travis had already opened his bakery and was dressed neatly in his uniform. “You look good!” he complimented when he reached me.“You look good yourself!” I replied as I pulled away from his embrace. The woman from earlier was watching every movement I made, and somehow,
I woke up in the middle of the night.I turned to my right and found Dave still sleeping peacefully, his bare chest exposed beneath the sheets. He had made love to me several times the night before, and I had simply let him.Idiot.I was such an idiot.I hated myself for it.I carefully removed his arm from around my waist. Then I slowly sat up, wincing when a sharp pain shot through my lower body.Everything felt painfully sensitive.I was probably going to have a hard time walking.I sat on the edge of the bed and drank a glass of water. I needed to think about what I was going to do next.Yes, Dave and I were officially engaged now. But did I really want to spend the rest of my life with him?What if I got pregnant?Dave would probably start planning our wedding immediately.Did I want to marry him?No.I wasn't sure he was the kind of man who could make me happy. He demanded things, ignored my wishes, and disregarded my feelings.Last night was proof of that.I had told him no sex
Lindsay's Pov“Why? Do you mind if I call you my girlfriend?” he asked casually, a small smile playing on his lips. He looked like he was deliberately teasing me. I raised my shoulders, because what was I supposed to say?I wanted to say yes, but I was far too stubborn to admit it. I wanted to say no, but the truth was, I wanted him to call me that. So instead, I said nothing.I happily finished my delicious cake and decided to erase the whole girlfriend thing from my mind. I would enjoy this moment while I could, before I had to go back to class. Fortunately, my next subject wasn't nearly as serious.I walked toward my next class, fully aware that Lucas was following behind me. What did he want? I was too lazy to ask, especially since I was still in my silent phase after what had happened earlier.When we reached the classroom listed on my schedule, I finally turned around. I could no longer hold back my curiosity. “You’re not allowed to come into my class!” I declared, placing both
Lindsay's PovWe arrived at the university with me already late. I had gone pale, because this was the first class of my short semester, and I was already thirty minutes late. Very impressive.Lucas seemed to understand that I was nervous, even though I had snapped at him earlier for accusing me of being a gold digger. “I’ll walk you to your class and make sure they let you in,” he said casually. His intention was sweet, but since I was still annoyed, I only pouted.When I got out of the car, several students glanced in my direction. I spotted Rowena talking to Gracia, one of her little minions. I immediately looked the other way, because I had no intention of making my mood even worse.Lucas and I walked quickly while I checked my class schedule. I only had two classes today, and the first one was on the third floor of the new building. I hurried up the stairs, half-running in my flip-flops because I was so anxious.Lucas held my hand the entire way. When we reached the classroom, he







