FLINN
"Ugh," I groaned at the sound of those words. The last thing I wanted right now was having to meet anyone after getting into my residence.
"She's coming upstairs, sir," Cara said and the door opened slightly as the familiar blue eyes peeked in.
"Busy?" she asked from the door.
"It's not like you care if you came all the way up here without asking first," I sighed as I sat up. "What do you want?"
"Brought you some food," she smiled, walking in and revealing herself completely. She was dressed in a strapless short black gown, that exposed a good portion of her cleavage and barely covered her ass. She also had a flask which apparently contains the food.
"Which one is it?" I asked. "You or the flask?"
She looked behind her at Cara who still stood at the door waiting for an order.
