Click clack, click clack…
When Connor heard the sound, he instinctively ducked into the corner of the balcony.
Before he knew it, Rachel, who was wearing a hip-hugging skirt on her hot body, pushed the door open and walked in. Connor saw Rachel and was rooted to the spot, looking up at the laced lingerie in front of him. He knew that if he went out now, Rachel would surely suspect him of something.
If his understanding of Rachel's character was anything to go by, he knew that he would be done for if she found out what he was doing. So, he took a deep breath, squatted down instinctively, and hid behind the balcony.
"The heat really kills me." As Rachel entered the house, she put her handbag on the table and stretched out. Hiding in the balcony, Connor was praying in his mind for Rachel to leave quickly.
Thud! Thud!
