Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five

Eric

"Fucking shit! This is stupid!" I heard Sienna yell.

Oh fuck, what or who was she swearing at now?

"Sienna?" I asked as I stepped into the bedroom.

Light filled the entire room. The curtains were drawn and some of her clothes lay scattered across the floor. Suffice it to say I had grown used to her messiness. My house had become more of a home with her in it. I wouldn't have it any other way.

She was alone. So why the fuck was she yelling?

"Why are you shouting?" I sighed as I watched her look into the full length mirror in front of the closet.

She held her jeans up to her hips. She was topless, with only her bra covering her.

She narrowed her eyes and sighed in defeat. "My jeans don't fit properly." I looked at her as she struggled to do up the zip, but her growing aromantic was in the way.

"Wear something else," I said as I leaned against the doorframe.

"Wear something else? Oh, why didn't I think of that?" she mocked as she placed her hands on her hips in a huff. Shit,