KADE’S POV
“Hmm,” Andrea murmured, stirring. “Why are you staring at your phone so early?” she asked sleepily.
Smirking, I showed her what I was looking at.
Her eyes widened when she saw the picture I had posted on social media. I’d taken it just a few minutes ago. It was a selfie of me and Andrea. She was still asleep, her hair sprawled across my bare chest. She looked so peaceful and beautiful that I couldn’t resist taking a picture—and then showing the world. Only her bare shoulders were visible—I would never let the world see the things reserved for only me.
The caption read: Mine—no further clarification needed.
Sure enough, like the creepy stalker he was, Caleb commented in under five minutes: Didn’t know oversharing was a love language now.
The fucker was probably writhing with jealousy.