Chapter 156. First Date

The next afternoon felt normal. Calla sat at the edge of the bed, brushing her hair slowly while replaying the events of the night before in her mind. Her fingers would pause mid-stroke, and a small smile would tug at her lips before she quickly tried to hide it from herself.

Rico had kissed her. Not just a quick kiss, it was intense. The memory alone made warmth creep up her neck. 

They haven't placed a stamp on what they are yet. Rico didn't ask her to be his girlfriend—and she knew he wouldn't—but that didn't bother her. All that mattered was that they liked each other.

She exhaled softly and shook her head, trying to focus on the present instead of letting her thoughts wander back there again.

Just then, the bedroom door opened. Calla turned her head. Rico stepped inside, dressed in dark jeans and a fitted black shirt. His