“Yes...” he uttered to the person on the other line as he engulfed his now naked self into the warm waters.
“My place... That is right” his last words before ending the call, setting the phone aside on the pearl white granite flooring.
Zane had thought it through with a much desired bath.
He’d been to unspeakable places and felt almost as filthy as a rodent.
Getting questionable hands laid on his shoulders at the bar for dressing responsibly compared to the other men who either wore a loose ruffled office shirt or some baggy stained pants.
At the eatery, he’d caught glimpse of an ant colony trailing each other behind as they walked on the wall beside him on a straight pattern.
He could only imagine one having strayed away from the family and finding itself in someone’s food. El
