Lust & Love
"Thirty minutes. If you try anything, I will scream."
"Thank you," Liam breathed out. "Thank you, Haze."
She hung up the phone. Her hands were slightly trembling. She quickly threw on a pair of comfortable denim jeans, a thick cream sweater, and her winter coat. She peeked back into the master bedroom. Xavier was still completely dead to the world, exhausted from the long night.
Hazel slipped out of the penthouse, took the private elevator down to the lobby, and walked out into the freezing November morning.