Lana's POV
I walked out of the bedroom, but then looked down the hall at the other doors that were closed, except for one across from me. I was curious to see what this place looked like. So I stood in the doorway of this bedroom, a very neat and tidy bedroom. White bedding on the bed, and I moved further inside.
There was a picture on the bedside table. It looked like Terry when she was a little girl and the one on the wall was of a newborn baby that was fast asleep. I looked around but didn't see anything else that was interesting. I can't help but think if he brought the other women here that he had f^cked.
"There you are," I turned around to look at him. "I made something light."
"I was just curious. I take it that this is your bedroom?" I asked.
"It is," he said.
"Why didn'
