Ugh. This man! He was getting on her nerves.
“Fine!” Hurling the towel at him—and not caring that it was wet and used—she spun on her heels and headed for the couch in the drawing room. “But I leave after this. Nina would be terrified. She’s not used to my absence,” she muttered, more to herself, but feeling the need for him to hear too.
Zayden said nothing in response to her mutters. Instead, he followed her to the couch and sat down across from her.
Dhara raised an eyebrow when, for a long minute, he did nothing but give her a blank stare.
“Is this the way you talk, or am I missing something here?” god, she couldn’t understand him for the life of her. What the hell was his damn problem?
He still kept his silence.
Dhara felt like he was deliberately pissing her off. “Honestly, I don
