I’m hoping a good run will clear my head. After another sleepless night of him invading my thoughts, I’m done, or so I tell myself. Every single time I convince myself that he’s an asshole to the bone, I start thinking about what causes someone to act like he does, and my bleeding heart makes excuses for him. Nothing, not even common sense, can change how much I want Rhye. Shaking my head, I stand up, adjusting my running shorts and tee. I don’t grab my arm band because I want and need the silence to clear my head today. Reaching for my key to the apartment, I slide it into the small zipper pocket on my shoe. I open my door and start to step out when the door across from mine opens. Looking up, I watch two girls in wrinkled clothing and mused hair stagger outside. The redhead and blonde both yawn from obvious lack of sleep. A great looking blonde guys walks out after them, standing in the doorway. “Sorry ladies, but it’s time to go. I want to personally thank you for the symphony of moans that kept me up all last night.
