"So he just gave you an apartment?"
Nursing a glass of white wine, Steph relaxed in the leather recliner that now belonged to Elle. When she'd text her friend to tell her their girls' evening would be at a different place, she was sure her friend hadn't expected what awaited her. Sure enough, she'd leapt into the apartment demanding to know if Elle had won the lottery, and if so, where was her share?
"He didn't give me an apartment," Elle said. "It's a temporary measure. He's kindly renting it to us until we can go home."
"'Renting'. How much 'rent' are you paying a month for this place?"
"Well, nothing, but that's besides the--"
"Exactly," Steph said with a smug grin, her brown eyes twinkling with mischief. "Or are you paying him by other means?"
With an exaggerated wink, Steph elbo
