Madison
“That looks a bit more like it.” Alex says as he stands behind me in his bedroom, I can smell shower on him and a hint of cinnamon. “Your s**t looks good in my room. Mm, maybe we should leave it like this.” That makes me turn and glare at him, I hope my eyes look like shards of ice right now because I seriously good thump him one. He is so obnoxious.
“Don’t get your hopes up, Stone. As soon as this is over, my s**t as you call it will be back in the guest room along with me.”
“We will see.”
“You keep saying that and I keep telling you to dream on, Stone.” I hear a knock on the door and check my watch. “They’re early if that is them.” He shrugs, looking all cool, calm and collected. Unlike myself, who feels stressed and harassed. Did he help me move a tone of clothes into his ro
