Ivy
The morning came way too quickly. I probably would not have noticed the slight lightening of the room through the thin, dirty windows near the ceiling, if it weren’t for the thunderous banging on our door that threw me from sleep.
Khason was on his feet in the span of a second, in all his stunning naked glory. I scrambled up as well, darting into the bathroom and closing the door enough to hide my body behind it. My mate, on the other hand, strode to the door and flung it open.
Belial tossed a bundle of black cloth at Khase, munching on an apple. “Rise and shine, Gandalf. We got a fun morning ahead of us.”
Khason untangled the bundle and held up a sports bra. “You know…I don’t really think this is my style.”
Belial didn’t so much as acknowledge the quip. “Someone will be waiting a
