Wren
“Where the hell did you disappear to last night? I can’t believe you abandoned me like that.” I growl as I walk past Ellora once she opens her apartment door.
Ellora’s brows rise to her hairline with surprise, “Geez, Wren, what the f**k? For your information, I came back a couple of minutes later. But Maleah told me that you and Trace left, so I didn’t bother calling. I figured you two were…busy,” she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively as she ties the silken cord of her gold nightrobe snuggly around her waist.
“What? You seriously came back?” I ask disbelievingly.
Ellora nods, “Yeah, I just had to handle an…issue Clint brought up.”
Her lips pucker with an untold emotion when she mentions Clint. However, she quickly recovers her bored expression, leads me to her kitchen and hands m
