Chapter Seven
Jake
I leave Mal and Dylan in the kitchen, grinning as I make my way up the stairs, ready to put some more clothes on. I get why Mia loved to spend time with them, they’re a strange bunch, but it’s obvious that they really care about each other, and about her.
As I open the door to the bedroom, it doesn’t open all the way, it bumps into something which lets out a high pitched squeak. Then I hear a stumble, and when I step inside, Mia is glaring at me, leaning with one hand on a dresser as she rubs her bare ass cheek with the other hand. Oops.
“Knock before you push an ice-cold door against someone’s ass.” She’s wearing her bra and undies and she’s got one leg into her jeans, the other part just around her foot, which she is holding up awkwardly.
I step closer to her, emb
