It was exactly a week after my conversation with Blake and Paisley when I received a call from Paisley.
She invited me over to dinner. I had wondered why since we had seen each other earlier that day
But I didn't have to keep wondering the moment I went in. She had reserved a private room which could conveniently contain 10 people and in there was Paisley, Mason and two others whom I presumed to be his parents.
Paisley smiled my way as she signaled I sat next to her.
Seeing Mason made me remember our last phone call and the voice in the background. It still hurts to think about how he was able to move on to the next guy just barely a week after we stopped talking.
Did our moment meant nothing to him?!
I was hunted by those moments, his touch, lips and body were engrossed in my mind, so much that I found myself drawing him!
