Tessa’s POV
As I opened the door, I was surprised to see Aaliyah standing there. "Oh, hi Aaliyah," I said, not sure what to make of her unexpected presence. "I forgot something when I left in the morning," she said, a sheepish look on her face. I hesitated, not sure if I should let her in. "Okay," I said, finally relenting. "But you'll have to clean up the kitchen for me and Robert." Aaliyah nodded, and I stepped aside to let her in.
As Aaliyah walked into the house, she made a beeline for the transparent bag that was sitting on the table. I watched her curiously, wondering what was in the bag. I didn't recognize the clothes, and I knew they didn't belong to me or Robert. As I turned to head to the bedroom, I felt Robert's arms wrap around my waist. He pulled me close, his body pressed
