Riley
I returned home late, but when I walked in, Carl wasn’t home, he had told me the code of his apartment, but he was not home.
I let out a sharp sigh, but just before I headed upstairs, he walked in, holding some grocery bag, I glanced over his shoulder and was relieved when there was no Nora today.
“You are just coming home?” He asked me, his gaze flickered down to my skirt high on my thighs, just once but I caught it.
“Yes.” I responded as he walked toward the kitchen, putting the grocery bag down on the cabinet, I placed my bag on the sofa and went to the kitchen to help him rather than leave for my room.
He poured himself a whiskey and took a sip.
“Rough day?” I asked innocently, opening the fridge and bending low, slowly that my ass curved perfectly under the tight fabric as
