That's when we heard another voice. That cocky voice.
"Who's the reason my girl's blushing this hard?"
Ian.
He leaned against the railing, with his sleepy eyes. He was barefoot and shirtless. "At least can I grab coffee first?"
Dominic grinned. "Oh look, the man of the hour."
June spun around, pointing at him. "Don't you say a word."
Ian smirked. "Wasn't planning to, princess. But if we're already talking about last night…"
"I swear to God, Ian.."
He walked down, teasing. "Relax, I'm just saying…" he leaned close enough that only she could hear the next part, "if they think that was loud, imagine if we actually had sex."
Her entire face turned red. She grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it at him. "You're so full of yourself."
Dominic snorted. "He's not wrong though."
"Shut up!" June yelled, covering her face again. "I'm never showing my face downstairs again."
I just smiled, grabbing a cup of water. "Yeah, sure you won't. Till tonight, when you start another concert."
