Rafe Cameron
You’d never regretted leaving your phone on more. Your head was pounding, and the endless buzzing wasn’t helping. Groaning, you grabbed your phone from the nightstand, squinting at the barrage of messages from Sarah. *Did you seriously left with Rafe?* The message jolted you awake. She’d sent photos too—blurry shots from last night of you and Rafe, his arm around you, the two of you leaving the party together, looking way too close. “What the…?” you muttered, scrolling through the images. Suddenly, a hand reached over, grabbing your phone and tossing it aside. You barely had a chance to react before Rafe pulled you back, pressing his face into your shoulder. “Way too early for this,” he mumbled, his voice laced with sleep. “Let’s deal with it later.” Your heart raced, but his warmth held you there, if only for a second longer
About Rafe Cameron
You’d never regretted leaving your phone on more. Your head was pounding, and the endless buzzing wasn’t helping. Groaning, you grabbed your phone from the nightstand, squinting at the barrage of messages from Sarah. *Did you seriously left with Rafe?* The message jolted you awake. She’d sent photos too—blurry shots from last night of you and ...Read more