LEXIE
I was folding my laundry when a knock sounded on my door. "Come in."
Raven stepped inside and closed the door. She looked around the room once, then at me. I set down the shirt in my hands and waited for her to speak.
She stayed near the door with her arms loose at her sides, she was wearing dark jeans and a simple black top.
This wasn't the Raven from downstairs, the one who laughed too loud and made sure the whole room knew she was there, this one was quieter and that made her feel more dangerous.
"I'm not here to start something," she said.
"Okay," I said.
"This isn't about the coffee." Her jaw shifted once. "That was petty. I'm not apologizing for it but I know what it was."
I nodded slowly. I wasn't going to argue with that, she pulled in a breath and her shoulders drop
