Trent POV
I woke up early before Jas, packing our belongings, for we have a moderate amount of supplies thanks to my regular shopping suggestions.
Since I am yet to figure out her favorite underwear, I shove all there is in the wardrobe into the boxes. She's too obstinate that only my boxer briefs reach her standards.
She had made nightwear out of them and her tank tops since our first s*x four days ago.
That was the best day of my life. The memories are still brand new in my head.
After I was done packing, I called Elijah, the man processing our accommodation at bar harbor; he told me to call when I was twenty minutes away from the address of the private home I rented.
I don't want us to check into a hotel for it's easy for my parents to track us, and more importantly, I want s
