Iris opened her eyes in the morning to see Oakley’s face immediately over hers. She yelped and pulled her blanket to her chin.
“What are you doing in here?”
“It smells like s*x in here,” Oakley wriggled her eyebrows.
“Get out!” she looked around for Jay and noted his side of the bed was empty. She scowled, “where did he go?”
“He’s flying with his father, Bruce, and a few other men of the thrall. I was tasked to get you out of bed to watch.”
“What?”
Oakley waved to the windows, “you have a balcony, and the guys are going to do a fly by. Let’s go watch.”
“I’m naked, Oakley.”
“So was I thirty minutes ago.” She smirked and held out a robe. “Come on. Let’s go watch them play.”
“Iris, get out of bed,” Jing’s voice called out from the door. She wrinkled her nose, “didn’t take you long t
