Chapter 65

Indianna walked into Greyson’s room, dressed in ripped skinny jeans and Greyson’s oversized black jumper. She had a pair of battered Converse on, and her damp hair had been tied up into a messy ponytail after she’d exited the shower.

“Ready?” Greyson wondered and zipped a bag up.

Indianna nodded. “Yep. I put my bag in the car already.”

“Good,” Greyson said and walked over to Indianna. He wrapped his arm around her, and they made their way out of the house and to Greyson’s Land Rover. He threw his bag into the boot and opened the passenger door for Indianna.

“In you go, birthday girl,” he smiled, and Indianna laughed, climbing into the car. Greyson walked around and got in the driver’s seat. He started the car and backed away from the house.

They had already said their goodbyes, and as soon as they drove away from the house, Indianna noticed cars following them.

“Ka