Ruby was spread out on the bed, and a tattooed guy was on top of her, having sex with her.
"Oh my goodness!" I immediately turned away, closing my eyes.
"Amera," she called once she noticed me.
"I'll be in the sitting room; finish up and meet me there." I quietly closed the door and walked to the sitting room. I turned on the TV and increased the volume.
Ruby finished ten minutes later and came out.
"Who is he?" I didn't waste a minute and questioned her. She doesn't have a boyfriend, so who is the guy with her?
She walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water; after drinking to her satisfaction, she dropped the bottle and walked over to me.
"You know him," she said.
"I don't think I do."
"The guy from yesterday—he invited us to the party."
"The guy from yesterday? You mean at the motel?" I exclaimed.
"Yes."
"He was the one who woke me after you left. We exchanged contacts, and... I invited him over."
