She froze. With the way he called her name, she could predict what he was doing. The sound of his voice was deep and filled with a raw hunger she had never heard from him before. She tiptoed towards the bathroom and saw that it was closed. She stood there as her heart kept hammering against her chest like a trapped bird.
"Yes, Emily! Just like that!" She heard him say it again, and her heart skipped a bit. What is he doing? She wanted to see him. She wanted to confirm if he was doing what her mind was telling her, but she couldn't open the door. She felt a strange mixture of fear and a wild, dark excitement. She had to know for sure what he was doing.
She stepped closer, leaned down, and peeped through the keyhole only to see what she shouldn't see. Her eyes widened in shock, and she st
