The sleazy guy hinted that he had overheard some strange noises coming from my room last night. He even suggested that, like him, I must also have a thing for men and offered to recommend a few good places for me to check out.
I was tempted to slap him right then and there. All Aro did was cry out of fear last night, but somehow, in his mind, it turned into something else entirely. I sighed, visibly annoyed, and said firmly, "Sorry, pal, but I'm straight."
"Oh, really? Still trying to deny it, huh? What's there to be ashamed of? Look at your little slave—his face is all red. You're not fooling me."
I glanced at Aro, and sure enough, her face was flushed with embarrassment. At this point, I didn't bother explaining anymore. The sleazy guy could think whatever he wanted. Ignoring his pes
