After Calliope had to run to the office as an emergency had arisen and he had to attend brunch with his friend, she returned to an empty house. However, she was too happy to be feeling bad about the emptiness of the huge house.
She called him when she was leaving the office but he didn't take his call. Thinking that he might be busy, she didn't call him again or left a message. Of course, she was not thinking that he was chickening out. She trusted him enough to know what kind of man he was.
Since she was alone, she thought about taking a hot bath to relax her deliciously sore body. A silly grin etched on her face as she recalled the happenings of the last night. She was giddy, she was happy and most of all she was satisfied.
How could she forget the perfect night of her life?
Did she regret making love to him without having a relationship?
Nope. She loved him. She didn't need to feel anything else to sleep with him.
As for now…
