With some persuasion from Violet, I decided to freshen up before Lily arrived. For some reason unknown to me, I didn’t want to look so lesser than the beauty that was coming on my request.

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door the moment I dropped my towel on the chair beside the bathroom door.

I took a look at myself in the baggy pants and oversized t-shirt that still had the distinguished smell of Zion, even though an obvious effort was put into getting rid of it. He didn’t want me ...