"Where did you stash the body?"

I got up from her bed with a huff, "Guess I'm going commando."

"Did you not hear when I said outside is gonna be windy?" Cloey questioned from outside of the bathroom door.

I pulled the dress over my head, "Marcellia has my bag, and underwear is in it."

I hung the robe on a hanger and opened the door, "I'm just gonna go commando until then."

Cloey just finished pulling her off-the-shoulder sunflower blouse over her head, "I still don't think it's a good idea."

"What if we don't find her?" she argued.

I helped Cloey return her things to her suitcase, "I know the room number."

I took out a pack of condoms and rose a brow. Cloey shrugged, "I'm always open to Brazilian baby daddies."

"So, for these next few months, you're going to have sex with random guys until one of them gets you pregnant?" I questioned for clarity.

Cloey tilted her head to the side and thought for a while, "That kind of was the plan."