I gripped my towel tighter to my body like it would fall if I left it.
Which it would.
“What are you doing here?” I said, the shock in my voice evident.
His lingering gaze traveled down to my body, igniting a sensation that made my core ache more than it thought it could.
“Your moans could be heard all over the house.”
My cheeks burned, as a strong wave of embarrassment washed over me, and suddenly I wished the ground would just swallow me up and spit me into an active volcano.
So I had been that loud.
“I-I’m fine,” I croaked out, my voice giving me away, “You can leave now; I'm not clothed.”
His eyes narrowed into slits, “I’ll leave when I want. It's my house.”
I felt anger surge through me. So he had no plans of leaving even though I was practically naked.
Just when I thought
