Ren rubbed his temples as he stared at the open window of his bedroom.
Sitting comfortably on the windowsill like she owned the place was a woman with long, blonde hair, her legs swinging freely in the air.
He let out a tired sigh. "…Even being at home isn't safe anymore," he muttered under his breath. "That's the second woman coming through my window."
The woman laughed softly, her tone amused. "Well, that can't be helped," she said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "When a handsome man like you lives in a house with such a conveniently placed window, temptation is bound to win."
Ren gave her a flat look. "Silver, I didn't expect to see you again. I thought our first meeting was going to be one and done."
Silver grinned, leaning forward slightly on the sill. "You thought wrong. You gave me a hard time, remember?"
Ren crossed his arms. "Did I now? I thought you had a good time with me."
