“You?”

“Me!” Pamela grinned jovially and walked past Ashley into the house.

Ashley's brows knotted with confusion and her eyes shone with surprise as she closed the door. She hadn't told anyone that she was at DJ's. Pamela didn't even know she met with DJ.

“Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?” Pamela strode inside, making herself comfortable, settling on the sofa.

Ashley grinned inwardly at the thought that Pamela wouldn't be so comfortable on that couch if she knew the things she and DJ had done there.

“Ashley!”

Ashley jolted. She shook her head bringing her mind back into the room. “How did you know I was...