You hidin’ out?”
The words came as the coke shot up me nose and blasted into me system. For a moment, I was uncertain of anything except for the ringing in my ears. When my vision adjusted and the colours were blaring at full volume, I blinked at my reflection, and then found Miles’ staring back from where he stood leaning against the bathroom door.
“Thought I were bein’ sneaky,” I chuckled, smiling slowly as Miles turned the lock with clever fingers, and then sauntered across the marble floor.
“Not in this house,” Miles replied, his smile going up, up, up until I thought it would never come back down, and he'd seemed almost sinister, if it hadn’t been for the way his hands wrapped me hips and held me steady as he pressed behind me.