Shirley looked at the address in the message and then at the number plate in front of her. She sighed and then went in. She was tired and wanted to sleep. She was looking forward to it actually.
As soon as she stepped in she was engulfed in what seems to her, familiar arms. She did not expect that. She thought the apartment would be dark and empty. A moment later she realized that she was duped by one of his tricks. Her tense shoulders sagged when the warmth seeped in. She relaxed in the embrace.
'How did you get here? Wait, first tell me are you alone?' she asked Sara.
'Rock and Greg are also here. In fact, Greg was the one who contacted me and asked me to come here. His son is also here and he is hot.' Sara whispered the last part in her ear and then beamed at her. She turned to Rock and he quickly took the luggage from her without any further instruction.
Sara beamed at him and quickly pecked his lips.
