"Tonia, what are you doing here?" Tony asked, his brows pulling together.

"When did you even leave the house, and why are you coming back looking like... this?" His voice dropped as he took in her appearance from head to toe.

She wore a short skirt that exposed her legs, a tight top that showed off her arms and cleavage, and her long hair spilled over her shoulders. Her lips were painted a sharp red that made everything else look louder. She clutched a shopping bag stuffed with designer ...