Chapter 17: Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
Kit giggled to herself happily as she came to a stop outside of Gemma's front door and knocked promptly.
"Gemma!" she called in a sing-song voice as she knocked several more times.
"What?" Gemma grumbled as she pulled the door open. She had her hair pulled up in a messy bun and was wearing one of Max's shirts with some ratty sweatpants.
"Oh, honey," Kit muttered in horror. "Oh, no! Come on, before someone sees you." She ushered Gemma back into her apartment and closed the door behind them, her eyes lingering on Gemma's attire with clear disapproval.
Gemma sighed, her own eyes taking in Kit's outfit. Kit was dressed in distressed shorts, thigh-high boots, and a very cute white corset top. "Did you get lost on your way to the club or something?"
Kit rolled her eyes and grabbed Gemma by the shoulders, turning her around and walking her toward her bedroom. Luckily, the door to Gemma's bedroom door was just off the living room of her cozy apartment.