Chapter 25: Injured

I couldn't help frowning. The place I rented was cleaned every day. It wasn't spotless, but it stayed pretty tidy. If Jayla was complaining, it was probably her neat-freak tendencies talking. Besides, I had no idea there were mice in the place. They probably slipped in from outside when it rained or at night. When she caught me staring at her chest and crotch, color rushed up her neck. She snapped, "What are you looking at? Get out!" The woman had riled me up. She'd been grumbling since the moment...