The both of them went upstairs so she could grab a pair of pajamas. She didn’t know why, but he called Chloe to say they were coming back. When they arrived back at the apartment, Chloe and Taylor were lying on the floor, both in red, silk pajamas with low necklines and shorts that looked more like underwear. Both had a wine glass in their hands.

“Oh boy, Alecia’s back,” Taylor said as she sat up – her smile slipping on her face.

Alecia forced a smile, as she went to the bathroom and put on her pajamas with purple and white stripes, and showed nothing. She must look like...