The Half-girlfriend

Melanie storms into her room, the door swinging open with a soft thud. Her emotions still simmer from the heated exchange with Ryan and her mind races with the thoughts of betrayal and overstepped boundaries.

As she enters, her gaze sweeps the room, coming to an abrupt halt on the figure lying on her bed. Caleb is sprawled across her bed, half-naked just as she had left him earlier. The sheet rides low on his hips, revealing the defined contours of his chest and abs.

Melanie’s breath is caught in her throat, her anger momentarily forgotten as Caleb’s eyes meet hers, a lazy smile spreading across his face.

“Hey,” he drawls, his voice husky and for a moment, Melanie stands frozen, her eyes locked on Caleb’s. The tension between them crackles, a mix of unresolved emotions and unspoken desires.

The memory of their passionate night floods back, and Melanie’s cheeks flush, most especially because she did not expect to find Caleb still in her bed, looking so relaxed and inviting.

“Hey,” sh