Chapter 7 Stunned

• They kept kissing and the lady was even yanking off his shirt when I cleared my throat. They both stopped and turned towards me, surprised looks on their faces and Gérard chuckled and out of nowhere he packed his hair into a ponytail and took back his black long sleeve on top of the sofa and wore it. While the lady was fretting, as she put on her clothes, she glared at me. Yeah, yeah. I know that look and besides, I wasn't the one that told you to not lock the door. Slutty bitch.
• What the heck?
• "Who is she?'' She folded her hands on her chest, as she sneered at me.