Gerard woke up to the sound of noise in his kitchen. He looked towards the other side of the bed for Dahlia but she wasn't there. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he rose from the bed and made his way towards the kitchen. The sight that met him nearly made his eyes pop out from their sockets.

Dahlia was rummaging the fridge with a piece of half eaten bread in her hand. She was bare from head to toe. But that was not what mattered. He hadn't eaten that bread since he put it in the fridge the previous night. Which meant only one person could have eaten it. But that...