I narrowed my eyes at Delilah. "What exactly are you looking for?" I asked.
She tilted her head and stared at me. "Nothing much. I just want to look around."
I scoffed. "There’s nothing to see." I replied.
"Then you shouldn’t have a problem letting me in." she declared.
I opened my mouth to counter her logic but hesitated. "Well… it’s a mess," I lied.
Delilah simply smiled, she crossed her arms. "A mess? You? I don’t believe that."
I cleared my throat. "I haven’t unpacked yet."
Her smile became widened. "So? I don’t mind."
I rubbed the back of my neck. "It’s… private."
Then she smirk. "Ryder, have you ever let a woman into your place before?"
I stiffened. "That’s not—"
Before I could finish, she placed her hand on the doorframe, leaning in slightly.
I sighed, knowing I’d alrea
