I looked at Nicholas and totally froze.
Here I was, in such a revealing swimsuit, pressed up against the window, trying to get Julian’s attention. I could imagine what Nicholas might think, and none of it would do well to quell the jealous wolf within him that was seemingly ready to jump anytime Julian and I were together.
“Why are you dressed like that?” he demanded. The wolf was in his voice, making it deeper and rougher than usual.
Panicked, I tried to explain what happened as quickly as I could.
“Bridget spilled red wine on my outfit, so I rushed to change. But when I opened my suitcase, someone had exploded some red paint balls in my luggage. Everything’s ruined. The housekeeper already took my clothes so this was the only thing I had left and I thought if I could just get some
