Around four in the afternoon, he knocked to his room’s door and checked on Sierra. She was up talking to someone over her phone. By the sound of it, it’s probably her best friend Lailane checking up on her.
He leaned to the doorframe and crossed his arms over his chest as he watched Sierra with her back on him look out the window as she talked. She was wearing her headset and must’ve not heard him knock and even open the door.
He couldn’t help but run his eyes to her back. She had removed her coat and was only wearing her tank top over her jeans. She still have her stilettos on and the way she bent over the window frame give him a better view of her tight and perfectly round behind. He couldn’t help but swallow hard remembering the time when she land
