“What are you doing here?” Quila questioned Thaz. “This is my boyfriend’s house! Where is he?” Her eyes swept the interior of the house from where she stood.
Thaz’s jaw dropped to the floor. “What? Your boyfriend?” His tone was higher than he intended. “Huh!”
She frowned at him. “Are you friends with Anton?”
“Oh! Anton Perez? He’s your boyfriend you say?”
“Well, I wouldn’t be here if he wasn’t living here,” she retorted, raising her eyebrows.
He blinked fast. Now, he had solved the puzzle why she left the boudoir book on his doorstep.
“Well, if you’re still in relationship with Anton, why didn’t he tell you that he already sold this property to me?”
It was her turn to slacken her jaw. Those beautiful eyes fluttered as he stared at her. She was clearly in shock.
“What did you say?”
