Evelyn rapidly shook off the thought, cackling to herself.
That was one heck of a hallucination.
She turned away from the window, proceeding to leave, but she halted, just a bit, glancing out again to find Agatha staring towards her… at her.
She furrowed her brows and tramped away, confused and weirded out. The door opened without so much as a creak.
Evelyn slipped in and just as she'd thought, Zayne was sound asleep, unmoving.
She tossed her bag aside on the couch, slipped off her heels, and as she made it over to the bed, she took off the jacket and suit vest she had on, leaving her in nothing but her pants and the dress shirt.
Evelyn plopped into the bed right next to Zayne, turning her head to stare at his face.
Well, he was one heck of a beautiful man.
She closed her eyes as her hand skimmed over his face, stopping to rest on his ear. She caressed his earlobe for a little while, pausing when she eventually ended up falling deep into her sleep.
