Chapter 26. Save It

There was no time I didn’t think of him. What’s worse is that I’m looking for his smell.

“Jenn, do you have any men’s perfume? The same as C-Clinton?” I asked shyly. I can only imagine the smell of him making me salivate.

“Seriously? I don’t even know what he smells like.” Jenn put away her things. We had just finished eating and I had no intention of going out.

“C-Calvin Klein is his perfume,” I said tearfully and lay down on the bed.

“I said it’s hard to conceive yesterday you want me to cook fried chicken without chicken and now Clinton’s perfume? What if I call him?” she was about to pick up his cell phone but I stopped him.

“Are you crazy? I really don’t want to see his face. He’s disgusting!” I hate to say that because that’s the truth. I blocked him in my contacts. I buried all his pictures in the trash bin.

She grinned. “God! You’re conceiving Clinton.”

“No way!”

“Yes, way!”

I was in Jenn’s room all day. Lying down and ge