Chapter 9

GWEN

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I crack my eyes open to an empty room. The drapes billow and a waft of frigid air blows in, causing me to pull the sheets tighter. I sit up, taking in the wide expanse of the luxurious room blearily.

Rubbing my eyes, I drag myself up and over to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and take a quick shower, hearing the front door open and close.

When I step out of the bathroom, I stop short on seeing some clothes laid out on the bed.

A scrap of lace catches my eye and I draw closer to investigate.

My mouth falls open when I lift something to my eye level. A white thong. 

"You've got to be kidding me," I mutter.

My gaze draws to the rest of the clothes and I pry them apart, my cheeks turning redder the more I see. A white tank top, a mini skirt, and a lacy white bra. At the foot of the bed is a pair of strappy white sandals.

The door comes open and I sense Malcolm immediately. I spin around, anger lacing my tone, "The