Estelle’s POV After that remarkable night with Moses, I woke up to my head on his firm chest and his strong arms around my body. It was the best night of my life. Though since then I’ve been wondering what we really were and if he was feeling the same way I was feeling. I could only hope I wasn’t losing myself easily again. The sound of my phone ringing dragged back my attention. And as expected, the caller was Moses. “Hello dreamboat, how is my pookie bear doing?” Typical of Moses he’s always having new cute names for me. “Mo…” I knew I sounded exhausted, but I should have controlled it because the man I was talking to would freak out. “Why are you sounding this way? Still at work? Haven’t you closed for the day? Aren’t they…” “Calm down Mo, don’t stress about it. I’m good.” “We both know you’re not.” “Well it’s because I’m mis…” I almost told him I was missing him. I heaved a sigh We weren’t officially together so I didn’t want to seem like I was despera
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