“Psst,” Lisa said slowly knocking on the maids door. “Harry, open up,” she whispered. She heard footsteps approach the door and heard the door knob turn and the door opened revealing Harry who was shirtless, with his tattoos glistening on his perfectly fit body.
“What’re you doing here?” Harry asked her wiping away the sleep from his eyes.
“Ssshhhh…” she shushed him with her index finger on his lips pushing him inside and shutting the door behind her, locking it. She was dressed in a t-shirt and shorts,
“What are you doing here? What if your father comes down?” He asked in a whisper.
The room was small, with only a single bed, and hardly any room for ventilation. Lisa sat on his bed with a sheepish smile on her face,
“You good?” He asked her furrowing his brows.
“Why are you act
