A low chuckle came from beside her ear, "Really?"
Abigail Hemsworth's "I don't know" was met with Travis Miller's practical demonstration.
After entering the front gate to the villa's main door, Abigail lowered her head and started entering the password.
Just as she entered a few digits, Travis's body leaned in from behind, his arm encircling her waist, his voice coming from above her.
"020727... and then?"
Abigail's fingers hovered over the keypad, slightly curling.
Travis reached over, pressed a "9," and then asked her softly, "Is that right?"
Abigail nodded.
Travis curved his lips into a smile and promptly entered the remaining numbers.
91227
He paused for a moment, then slowly pressed the confirmation button.
The door lock clicked open.
Abigail was a bit surprised, turning her head to look at him, "How did you know?"
