AMY
After dropping Mandy off, I drove home just as the rain began to fall. By the time I parked, the rain was already pouring. The walk from the parking lot was long, and there were no housekeepers around to get me an umbrella. They must have finished for the day. I had no other choice but to take the long walk under the heavy rain.
The rain soaked through my clothes, clinging to my skin as I finally reached the door, pressing my wet and cold finger against the scanner. A small beep sounded, and the lock clicked open.
I wasn’t so relieved when I pushed the door open to find a dark figure standing in the shadows, and a familiar scent hitting my nostrils. I immediately reached for the light switch to know who it was. Standing before me was Pete Stone-the beautiful Greek god that I always
