Aspen

DAY FORTY-TWO

“Aspen!!” Killian called again and this time, he grabbed hold of my hand. I felt even angrier. I got disgusted by his touch on my skin. I wanted to puke, knowing that the same hand had been all over other women for the past two weeks.

“Let me go. I want to go home.” I said calmly. I deserved a cold shower to calm my head down.

“It is not what you think. I can explain..”

“Explain what exactly?” I suddenly interrupted him from speaking. “Am I ...