Gwen
The notification lit up on his phone. One thousand dollars, received.
For a second Cedric just stared at the screen. Then his eyes lifted to mine, darker than they had been all night.
He knew exactly what the money meant.
I stayed where I was on his bed, still in the oversized hoodie, legs curled beneath me, watching him. My heart was beating a little too fast, but I kept my expression calm.
He locked his phone and set it on the nightstand. Then he stepped closer.
“You’re unbelievable,” he muttered.
I tilted my head. “And yet you took the money.”
He reached down and slowly pulled the hoodie up over my head. I lifted my arms and let him. Underneath, I was only wearing a thin top and leggings. His gaze dropped to the dark red marks on my shoulder — the ones he had left earlier —
