LEENA
A pair of checked pajamas lays flat across the bed when I leave the ensuite bathroom. William probably had his housekeeper bring them to the guest bedroom. The one who gave me the ice pack when I went to the kitchen looking for one earlier. When he asked me to stay the night, I was short of words because I didn't see it coming. Before I could even generate a response, he was on his feet, gently pulling me with him to the guest bedroom where he left me to freshen up. I sure needed a shower after such an eventful day. The pajama top falls just slightly above my knees when I button up. The bottoms slide right off my body when I attempt to wear them so I fold them and put them away.
My heart skips a beat when I hear a knock at the door.
“It's me, the boss asked me to bring you someth
