Soon, Tiffany came to open the door.
"Alex, come inside," Tiffany said quickly, pulling the door wider as the heavy rain poured behind me. Water dripped from my hair and body onto the floor as I stepped in.
"Thanks, Tiff," I said, my voice a little rough from everything that had just happened with Sandra.
Tiffany grabbed a towel from the chair near the entrance and handed it to me. "You took so long. What happened with Sandra?" she asked, her eyes flicking over my naked body as I started drying my hair. The towel was soft against my skin, but it did little to hide how exposed I still was.
Brittany came down the hallway, already dressed. Both of them were wearing clothes now, Tiffany in a simple top and shorts, Brittany in a loose shirt that still clung to her curves. I was the only one still completely naked.
"Yeah, Alex… will she stay quiet? She won't tell Dad, right?" Brittany asked, her voice low and worried as she stopped a few steps away, looking at me carefully.
