*Giovani*
I left Olivia’s room wearing only my pants as I carried my shirt and jacket in one hand. You’d think I’d have learned by now to dress fully before leaving Olivia’s room, but I didn’t.
I was fucked the moment I walked out into the hallway. I stiffened as I caught a familiar figure standing at the end of the hallway, near the stairs.
Tallon.
He was holding a mug of something–tea or coffee. He’d probably been coming back from the kitchen, and I cursed myself for getting caught once again.
I sighed, throwing my shirt over my shoulders for some bit of coverage before I gestured to Tallon to follow me and walked away to my room.
The metal knob was a cool relief against the heat of my palm as I twisted it, pushing the door open. As I entered, I left it wide open for him to follow, not even looking to see if he was behind me.
By the sound of his footsteps, hesitant and quiet on the floor, he was.
