Chapter 71
- Abbie’s phone beeps a text and she smiles. “My lift is downstairs. Are we leaving the shoes here?” she asks as she points to the boxes.
- “Yeah. Who is your lift?” Adrian frowns.
- Abbie’s eyes flick between us. “Oh, just this guy I met. He’s really nice and really hot. I am just going to hang at his house tonight,” she replies nonchalantly.