Clay looks up at Genevieve's penthouse, settling on the top of a luxurious building in Manhattan, New York. Genevieve says it's private property that her father bought, which the old man gave to her when she was of age.
The blonde has only been there a handful of times, and beautiful was an understatement. Top class modern furniture. Even the price of one chair in that penthouse costs more than her whole life. It has a good view of the city, especially at night. The city lights never ceased to amaze her. Sometimes, during lazy Sundays, was when the redhead invited her over to hangout.
Clay did not think she'd find herself standing at the foot of her building honestly. She thought by the end of the night, Genevieve would have already called her, saying that she had somewhere to go or th
