Finding Mr. Perfect
Thus, instead of bathing and changing, she fell asleep in Kenneth’s shirt.
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Freya realized her phone was buzzing.
She was still in bed. Her hands reached for the phone, and when she looked at the screen, she automatically answered it.
It was a video call from Charlie.
“So, how was the date?” Charlie asked.
“The date?” Freya asked back, sitting up and running her hands through her hair.
“You know, the real estate guy,” Charlie said. “Wait. Did you have sex with the guy? Was he that hot that you gave your V-card the same night?”