CHAPTER FIVE
It was barely six thirty in the morning when he dropped her off. Using her key, she opened the door and tiptoed inside, with her heels on one hand. The house was filled with deathly silence and she was about to walk past the living room, when her gaze met Arya. She was pacing about in the house, a worried look on her face.
“Morning Arya. I didn’t know you’d be up so early,” she said.
“Were you trying to sneak in the house? And what the hell are you even wearing?” She questioned, eyebrow quirked up as she ran a once over on Jade’s dressing. She was dressed in Carl’s white dress shirt and nothing underneath to be exact. With everything she wore except for the hells being in tatters, the dress shirt had been the only option. Besides it was tainted with his sexy cologne.
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