Our Home

"What a weirdo!" Zoe Dawson sighed in frustration, her hand supporting her forehead. Were all the new hires at the company this eccentric?

 

Exhausted, Ava Sterling returned home and shed her coat. Just as she was about to retreat to her room, she was startled to find someone lying on her bed.

 

She screamed in fright, stepping back abruptly until the person on the bed, awakened by her scream, opened their eyes groggily. It was then she realized it was Nathan Ford lying there.

 

"Nathan Ford! What are you doing in my room?" Ava's voice was shaky with emotion, her hand trembling as she pointed at him.

 

"This is my house. Can't I rest in my own home when I'm tired?" he responded calmly.

 

"Get out!" Ava regained her composure and without another word, moved to grab his collar.

 

Nathan quickly pulled her into his arms instead.