After walking for a few minutes, I reached the beach house.
Brittany and Gloria might be wondering why I hadn't come back for so long, I thought as I hurried inside. I was only here to quickly change my clothes and rejoin my group.
I entered the main gate of the beach house and headed toward the lobby. The reception desk was empty. Shyla wasn't there, the counter quiet with no one behind it, just the faint hum of the air conditioning.
Where could she be? I thought as I approached the stairs to my room, glancing around the open lobby but seeing no sign of her pregnant curves or that tight top straining over her full breasts.
Anyway, I was here to change my clothes. Shyla wasn't going anywhere, it was her place.
Soon, I reached my room, opened the door, and went inside.
I wasn't sharing my room at this beach house with anyone, as it was a big place with plenty of rooms available. I didn't even know how Lily and the others were staying or which rooms they were in.
