Breelia's POV
"W-what are you doing here?" I asked quickly regaining my composure.
It was the one person I least expected to see and that too to be seated in our living room and watching the tv as if he lived here.
"Oh hey, beautiful," he says nonchalantly with a smirk plastered across his face something that made the frown lines on my face deepen even more.
"How did you get in?" I asked ignoring the fact that he just said hi.
I don't think Ashley would have let him in because she doesn't know who he was, or maybe I was wrong because what he said next made me frown even more.
"Oh, that, Ashley let me in," he said with a smirk.
"I told her I would wait for her to wake up because you were asleep when I came," he explained further and it was at that moment that I realized my plate of lasagna that was probably not going to be edible any more.
