Delaney woke up to the constant banging of the front door. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she grunted as she felt her whole body ache. She looked around only to find out she had slept in Malcolm's office. She massaged the back of her neck, as she got up and stretched her back.
The knock on the door turned to an impatient bang, and she made her way down the stairs. "I'm coming!" she shouted, annoyed.
"Do you want to knock down the door–" her words trailed off and her brows furrowed. "Collins?" Surprise was evident in her eyes as she stared at the man in front of her. His gaze faltered and she realised her chest was exposed. She sighed as she clutched the blouse tightly, then her annoyance returned.
"What do you want?" she asked curtly.
