Naomi

I opened the front door to see my brother resting idly on his car, twirling his car keys around his index finger.

"You girls aren’t done yet?"

I heard a deep voice say and shifted my gaze to the west angle of the car to know who had spoken. Adam.

What was he doing here?

Oh my. My brother…that traitor. I cussed, glaring at Timothy who shrugged his shoulders.

How would I give Maya a heads up now?

"Hello Naomi. You are looking beautiful.” Adam said, staring at me with mild admiration. He probably hadn’t expected me to clean up so fine.

I smiled, unable to help it. Compliments...