A sudden, loud thump at the door had Chase nearly jumping out of his skin. The door.. someone opened the door...
Paling, he soon realized what it meant as the pair heard a heavy form lumbering as they entered, closing the door heavily behind them.
Javen...
He spared one apologetic look at Nyla before cursing and dropping her back onto her bed.
"What should we do?" he asked, voice so low she might not have heard it.
But then the foot steps were heading their way...
Chase didn't waste any more time, and turned- leaping out the side window and disappearing into the gardens. Hopefully it wouldn't be suspicious for Javen to come home and find his wife... kinda naked in the bed.
Shit.
Shit, shit, shit.
He remained crouched down beside the window, listening in to see what Javen might say... but he could hear his voice, but not the words. He frowned. He hoped Javen wouldn't catch on...
and at least the window and door had been open...
He had gotten caught with a lover before because they made the entire room smell of their sex. Chase could only pray Javen had a bad nose and the window kept the place well aired.