Love Notes, Tome 1 : Secret Admirer

I took half a step toward my bed, thinking I’d sit while I waited on Ace to appear, and stopped short. A small basket sat in the center of the mattress.

It caught my eye immediately because my bed was neatly made and I never tossed stuff onto it. Across the room, Dre’s bed was heaped with laundry. I swear my roommate slept on his own clothes, then rolled out of bed and pulled on a set. It was kinda gross and impressive at the same time. But my side of the room was always neat and tidy.

Taking a step forward, I peered into the basket. It was filled to the brim with kisses — shiny, foil-wrapped chocolate kisses in red, silver, and gold — with a small card propped on top, the kind you’d often find in a bouquet of flowers.

I picked it up and read it.

Benji,

You deserve all the kisses you want. This is just a taste of the sweetness I feel for you.

Your Secret Admirer