Chapter 285
- Bailey's pov
- The next morning Kaleb picks me up. Mira is slouched in the backseat, half asleep. " My brain is fried, so don't mind me that I look like a dead." Mira moaned when I entered.
- I giggled, leaning over the counsel to plant a soft kiss on Kaleb's lips seeing him pout when I hadn't yet. He smiled, and pecked me one more time before reluctantly pulling away.