Chapter 97: Do You Want to Take a Break?

In such a crucial moment, how could I pay any attention to Madison Farrell? I put my phone on silent and left it face down on the nightstand. "What's wrong?" Aisha Spears asked. "Nothing," I replied, planting a kiss on Aisha's ear. "Uh..." Aisha's eyes gently closed, and her voice became more melodious... After roughly half an hour, Aisha was in my arms, her cheeks flushed with a light sheen of sweat on her forehead. "I have a train ticket for nine tomorrow morning. We need to leave by eight,...