GARAGE SLUT AT 3AM
Chapter 1
Zoe Pov
“Raymond, hurry the f**k up and get in here before the whole house wakes up,” I hissed through the narrow opening of the garage door, my pulse racing like crazy as I held it steady with one hand. The clock on my phone had just ticked past three in the morning, and the house was dead silent except for the faint hum of the fridge from the kitchen inside.
I’d snuck down here in my loose pajama shorts and tank top, barefoot on the cold tile leading to the garage, my skin prickling with goosebumps from the draft sneaking in. But none of that mattered because he was finally here, slipping through the door like a shadow, his broad shoulders brushing mine as he pulled it shut behind him with barely a sound.
The garage light was off, but moonlight filtered
