Chapter Sixteen.

Jordan's P . O . V

"Whoa. You're home early." Ralph commented more from shock when I stepped into the house after closing from work and I raised a questioning brow at him where he sat by the TV in the living room with a huge snack pack not too far away from where he sat on the small rug with his cellphone In one hand.

"What's the matter? Have a sneaky link somewhere around the house you don't want me to meet?" I jested in response and only when did the words leave my lips did I realize how ridiculous they actually were.

"No. I mean, you're back home way earlier than normal. I actually wasn't expecting you until...... You know, later" he explained and I nodded in understanding.

Ever since he moved in, I've been returning home really late into the evening because I would certainly always find an excuse or the other to stay away from home after work hours and Brittany's was usually my first stop before coming home.

"Nah.... That's nothing. Actually, I usually close from work around this