Carlos woke up the next morning and got dressed for work. Triffany was nowhere in the house. He came downstairs and his breakfast was served by the maid.
He was eating at the dining table when Gabby came out of her room dressed. “Morning brother,” She pecked his cheek and joined him for breakfast.
“Good morning Gabby, how was your night?” He asked.
“It was good, yours?” She asked, putting jam in her bread.
“I don’t know.” He looked up at her. “All I know is, sleeping alone in my room was more peaceful.” It was the first night he slept with someone in his room.
Gabby chuckled. “You should try out new thing once in a while.” She sipped her tea. “Where is your wife?” She asked.
“You should learn not to ask me.” He rolled his eyes.
“She should join us for breakfast.” Gabby ignore
