Chapter 49

Freya’s POV

She groans again, hiding her face behind her palm.

“Oh my fucking god! It’s fucking Lucas. Were you planning to make out with him in our room?”

“It’s not what you think, Freya. I swear, we were just going to talk.”

She blushed, desperately pleading with me and dying from embarrassment.

It’s all just tempting me to tease her horribly.

“With your bodies, right?”

She bites on her trembling lower lip now.

“You still haven’t told me why you’re butt naked.”

She cleverly diverts the topic to me again.

Touché.

“Fine, you win. I won’t pry if you don’t.”

“Deal.” She agrees.

She steps out of the room to meet her guest again and I wait till their footsteps are considerable at a good distance before I can relax.

Too much was just happening all in one night, leaving me both mentally and emotionally exhausted. Now that there’s nothing but silence around me, my thoughts begin to haunt me. Memories