KENNEDY

 

“Wow! Nice apartment.” Serenity wandered around. “I mean, wow!”

 

“You mean how could I afford it? I told you my roommate is far richer than Donald Trump.”

 

“I can see that.” She slid to the stool. “Why he chose a small apartment if he could afford the whole building or a penthouse?”

 

“Good question. And who is he, by the way?” Siena grabbed her champagne that we used to toast earlier for my upcoming assignment.

 

Until now, Thayer was still a mystery to me, but I would lie if I didn’t miss him since he left twenty-two hours ago. Out of sexual frustration and how we ended, I put...