** I slap around the inside of my bag, my hand hits a familiar object and I grab it between my index and middle finger, tap the answer, and bring the phone to my ear. "Hello" “Mum wants you at the house” No hello, good morning, Typical. I rolled my eyes and crossed forward, my bag handing down one arm “Er… why?” “Don’t know, I’m just the messenger, probably to get the rest of your crap” Monica chuckled. The only things left in my room were furniture, some old knickknacks, personal items, and some books. I nodded hello at a fellow coursemate “It’s not hurting anyone just leave it be” I was thinking of going through them to see what could be donated but I just haven’t had the time. "After what you did, you better watch your back, I told Mum you were faking the whole time, I saw it coming but did she believe me?” My brows come together as my feet slow in strides, “What are you talking about?” My sister snorted loudly “Quit playing dumb, I’ve always suspected that stupid quie

**"My bag..." I mumbled when Ian helped me from the vehicle and slammed the door shut."I'll have someone get it."Ian had slipped on his waistcoat before we left his office this evening, his briefcase and jacket in hand, he led me down the halls in the direction of our rooms. He tossed his jacket and briefcase on his bed without pausing his stride, and before I knew it, we were in his bathroom, the lights came on and he was pulling at the hem of my shirt. "Up," I lift my arms and the shirt goes over my head and lands by my feet on the floor. My bra is next, he lowers to his hunches as he undoes the button on my jeans, I kick off my sneakers by the time he is dragging my pants down my thighs. Less than a minute later, I'm standing beside him in front of him in the nude, my loose hair, still messy from our tryst earlier in his office this afternoon hanging around my shoulder.It takes him even less time to undress and he's ushering me into the glass shower. He reaches beside me f