Alex POV:
Owen and I quickly got dressed and the knock on the door continued. I don’t know why, but somehow I felt I should be the one to check who it was that was knocking on the door.
“I’ll get it, Owen,” I whispered.
Owen gave me a knowing look as if to say why would I get it when it was his house? But I insisted. “I’ll just tell them I was looking for the restroom and I lost my way. It’s okay, you don’t have to go out there,” I said reassuringly.
He didn’t say anything and I took that as my cue to check who it was at the door. Now imagine my surprise when I found out that it was none other than my Dad.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I whisper-yelled at him.
“I should be asking you that. What the hell are you doing with her, looking all messed up, haven't I told you thes
