I was stopped by a large warm hand resting on my shoulder. The rough skin meeting the soft skin of my shoulder where the huge button up shirt had slipped making me squeak again.
“You have nothing to apologize for Angel. There is no need for you to knock. This palace is yours as I am yours.” He says mumbling the last part making my eyes widen beneath my fingers.
I turn to him to retort only to cover my fingers again as I realize he is not yet clothed.
“I will come back later.” I got out. Hoping to escape.
“Take a seat Angel. I will just put some clothes on and be back.” He says urging me towards the bed by resting a hand on small of my back.
I sit on his bed pulling my knees to my chest. I bury my face into them trying to hide from the embarrassment but unfortunately that was a psychol
