I wake up the following morning to an empty bed and a combination of noisy vacuuming and deafening pop music. I rub my eyes and look around only to find that Asa's nowhere to be found. Feeling slight disappointment, I get up and leave his room. I find Maya cleaning up the couch wearing only a t-shirt and underwear. When she notices me watching her, she pauses her music and quirks a brow.
"Well...I thought you went home last night," she comments after shutting off the vacuum.
"Uh, no," I answer with a shake of my head. I grab the trash bag in the corner and start tossing the empty cups on the table into it.
"You spent the night with Asa?" she interrogates as she joins me in picking up the larger pieces of trash.
"I slept in his bed, if that's what you're asking," I answer as I risk a gl
