18 Part II

"Do you wear this?" The man held a sweater before himself, eyebrows raised slightly though not a trace of expression worn across his every feature. "Come on, we need to do this quickly,"

Genevieve reluctantly lifted her eyes from the window before her and instead to the man who stood by her dresser, eyes blank, hands resting over her crossed ankle. After spending so much time in Jasper's bed, she had come to realize how uncomfortable her—the one she sat on—truly was. The mattress was stiff and the duvet had nowhere near as much volu