Flair POV
When I woke the next morning, Grayson was gone and there was nothing but a faint scent coming from his pillows that reminded me that he had even been there as I sat up and looked over at his side of the bed. I shrugged, remembering that he had told me he was going to work early, and began to get myself prepared, heading out the door and taking a car to Rachel's penthouse apartment, where I was greeted with open arms.
"Good morning" Rachel trilled, a smile playing on her lips.
I eyed her, taking in the damp hair, the subtle makeup, and the casualness of her clothes.
"You slept with him" I accused her, stepping inside as Rachel turned a becoming pink color. "You and Timothy slept together."
She blushed "Sshh" she whispered, hastily shutting the door as though everybody coul
