#Chapter204

Taylor Portwalt

"I'm going to get coffee, my head hurts" I said to my secretary

"Yes, Miss" She said and I walked out of my office. I decided to walk to the nearest starbucks to get my favorite caramel macchiato. I queued in the line and felt so tired. I can't sleep tonight, my head was full of Christian Hastington. That bastard put a spell on me, damn it!

"What can I get you, miss?"

"Caramel Macchiato in Venti size and ice" I said

"Make that 2" I froze

Wow.. Am I that sleepy until I'm starting to think delusional things? I even hearing his voice around

"How much?"...