Change 68

"I am too grown up to worry about who likes me and dislikes me... Bills gotta. E paid, and I have grown-up shit to do. If you love me, I love you. If you support me, I support you. If you hate me, then fuck you. Life goes on, with or without you." - UNKNOWN

MELODY POV

The sun had long set when we finally left the bedroom. I was all sore in all the right places, and my body was covered in red angry hickeys from head to toe.

Even though Jordan scrubbed me clean under the spraying waters before fuckin’ me all over again against the wet shower wall, I could still catch a whiff of our lovemaking in the air, probably because I was walking in nothing but his dress shirt.

I padded down the stairs and rounded the corners into the dining room. Jordan was sitting at the head of the table, with my plate fixed on his right. The setting was probably Laylah’s idea, because if it were the maids in this house, then they would put my seat at the other end of the table which was one thing I could nev