By the time Lennox stepped back into his penthouse, the place was quiet. Almost too quiet, and that told him everyone was gone, but it didn’t know that was including Lucy.
He checked his phone as he kicked off his shoes, seeing a text from Lucy.
Lucy: Had to leave for work. Bradley helped me clean up. Your place is in one piece, you’re welcome.
That was surprising though, that Lucy had cleaned up a bit.
He exhaled, glancing around. The party had left its mark; empty glasses still sat on the counter, a few stray napkins were scattered on the coffee table, and there were definite footprints on his once-immaculate floors.
Lennox rubbed a hand over his face. Tomorrow. He would deal with all of it tomorrow.
For now, there was something more important he had to do.
Or rather, someone mor
