Eve fluffed out the pillow in her hand.
She stood inside the guest room of Richard's home, wearing her pajamas. Her brown eyes swept across the room. It looked as good as any hotel she had the pleasure of sleeping in. The fridge was also stocked up with food supplies.
The accommodation was beyond what she expected.
Ambryan walked out of the room's private bathroom. He scrubbed the towel over his damp hair. When he looked up, he met his wife's gaze.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Eve bit her bottom lip. "I still feel bad for kicking Richard out. Don't you think we've gone a little bit overboard with this one?"
He sat on the foot of the bed and let the towel settle on his shoulders. "We could stay at a hotel but we'd never know if someone would leak it to the press. Any other place is traceable to me and to you. They would have been able to find us easily…"
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