Natalie Vaughn hadn't stepped out all day, so her bath was relatively quick.
When she came out humming a tune, she was startled to see Zane Thorne on the sofa. She looked at the door and saw no signs of forced entry.
"How did you get in?"
As soon as she asked, Zane tossed something over, and Natalie instinctively reached out to catch it.
It was a set of keys.
"Don't just throw this around carelessly in the future."
There was a hint of reproach in Zane's voice, and Natalie twitched her lips slightly.
The issue wasn't her carelessly throwing it around, but rather him having the key!
The keys were probably tossed at the entrance when she moved in.
"Can I accuse you of breaking and entering?"
Upon hearing this, Zane turned his head to look at Natalie, raising an eyebrow while biting a cigarette.
"You can accuse me of breaking into your bedroom."
Speaking with the cigarette in his mouth made his words a bit unclear, but his roguish demeanor was undeniably evident.
