Chapter 35

Lana s POV Tate didn t return until dinner time, I am pretty sure he was leaving it till the last minute before he had to return so, he didn t have to put up with my sister. Arial had made herself quite at home in the spare bedroom and was also raiding my wardrobe while I cooked dinner, I was dreading having to see how much of it was on the floor, she wasn t exactly one to refold something after she pulled it out. Hearing her coming down the stairs I look up. She skips into the dining room before leaning over the bench to look at me "Lana where are all your clothes gone, and that cute top I used to like borrowing, and all your shorts, half your wardrobe is missing?" She asks. "Shorts are gone thanks to him" I tell her pointing to Drake. He shrugs. "And the shirt should be in the laundry, I think" I tell her when Drake clears his throat awkwardly. "What?" I ask my eyes darting to him and he looks away, unable to