“YOU should rest.”
Solana placed Villel’s bag on top of the chaise when they reached home.
Her girlfriend laid on the long couch. The shoes were left near the door. She must have removed them when they entered the unit.
“I want pizza, babe.”
“Take a shower. I’ll call for delivery.”
Her mate sent her a smile before leaving her.
Solana released a deep sigh when Villel closed the bedroom door. With a heavy heart, she called for the pizza delivery. Her queen wanted them for dinner.
She went to her own unit while Villel was in the shower. She took a quick bath and brought the half-empty carton of milk from the fridge when she returned to the penthouse.
She just entered the unit when the desk phone rings. It was from the reception informing her that the pizza was there already.
