Chapter 38

• There must be a reason she is here. She wore a black leather jacket that shone under the lights and the same went for her short skirt. Her socks were red in color and it informed Laurel a bit of her personality. Her long wavy hair was dyed red and on her feet were heavy boots. Her face was heavily made up and her lips had nothing on it surprisingly.
• If she was one of his sluts, Laurel would make sure he got a piece of her mind. She was tired of seeing his slut invade her personal space. Haven’t any them heard of boundaries? This girl was invading one. If she came in here by mistake, she should have rushed out but no, here she was giving me a curious overall look.
• Laurel got bored quickly. “Look, I don’t know who you are and if you are one of them,” she raised her hands to literally quote the air. “I’d suggest you visit the stairs opposite this. At the top, you’ll see his door.”