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10 | The Unexpected Visitor(s)
Phoebe’s POV
Unlike me, Blaze looked annoyed at the interruption but as his eyes land on top of my exposed cleavage peeking out of his shirt, he instantly pulls me off the table and hisses out, “Go get dressed, I’ll go and see who it is”
I nod in haste and sprint towards the direction of the master bedroom which was thankfully away from the foyer from where the sound of footsteps was coming from.
Once inside the confines of his large bedroom, I whip my head from side to side, searching for my clothes which were lying over the floor, strewn in all directions.
I momentarily facepalm myself at the situation and instantly shudder thinking about this ‘unexpected visitor’.
Holy shit, is it Noah by any chance?
Without wasting any more time, I quickly get dressed and rush to the washroom to fix my appearance.
As soon as I face the mirror, I cringe visibly when I see my disheveled s
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