Chapter 38 — Manipulating Douchebag!

“Raven! Raven…” A hand shoved me gently and I turned, my eyes staring blankly.

“Jesus! Where's your mind at?” Keon said.

I blinked. My mind? It was locked up on a week ago when I chased him away.

I shook my head, as if that would clear the thoughts. “Sorry. What were you saying?”

“You good?” Keon asked, his eyes dipping with concern.

I nodded. “Yeah, I'm good. Just exhausted.”

He didn't believe me, but he also didn't push. ...