Elijah's POV
We arrived back at Julia's house in no time at all. She was still snuggled up soundlessly as I scooped her up bridal style with her head still laid resting on my chest. I noticed her roommate was still up as she saw me standing on the top step. I motioned over towards the door so she could open it for me.
Making my way into their apartment, I could definitely tell ladies lived here. I couldn't help the chuckle that slipped out as I looked around her living room and saw laundry thrown on what appeared to be a couch and a love seat.
She would kill me if she knew I examined the inside of her house. She would probably think he would never set foot in here again. It looked as if a dryer blew up all in her living room. I could see her face now, cheeks fifty shades of red, and her
