“YOU WHAT?!”
I had to pull the phone away from my ear before Lyssara burst my eardrum completely.
“Lower your voice!” I laughed, already breathless.
“No, no, no—what do you mean you flashed Vaelor?” she practically shouted again. “Zarelle!”
“Bestie, calm down first.”
“I will not calm down! What happened?”
I bit my lip hard, trying not to laugh again, but it was useless.
“Just come over first,” I said through my laughter. “Please. Just come over.”
There was a pause on the line.
Then she hummed suspiciously.
“Hm. Hope it’s not what I’m thinking.”
That made me grin immediately.
“You did something, didn’t you?”
“Just come over,” I repeated, laughing harder now. “Please.”
She let out a long sigh.
“I’m coming. But if this story turns out to be nonsense, I’m leaving immediately.”
“It’s not nonsense!”
“We’ll see.”
The call ended.
And the second it did—
I burst into laughter again.
The real kind.
The kind that takes over your whole body.
I fell backward onto the bed, one hand over my face, laughing so hard my stomach started hurting.
“Oh my God…”
How was I even supposed to feel right now?
Embarrassed?
Ashamed?
Because honestly…
I didn’t feel either of those things.
And maybe that was exactly the problem.
I laughed again, shaking my head slowly against the pillow.
Then my thoughts drifted back to him again.
Vaelor.
The way his eyes widened for that split second.
The way he turned around immediately after.
The tension in his voice when he told me to fix my shirt.
God.
“What are you even thinking right now?” I muttered to myself.
Was it the way he looked at me?
The way his eyes dropped so quickly?
Or the way my skin still felt warm remembering it?
“Oh my God,” I groaned dramatically, dragging both hands over my face.
A few minutes later, my bedroom door suddenly pushed open without warning.
Lyssara.
She walked in so fast she barely even bothered closing the door behind her.
“What did you just say?” she demanded immediately. “What happened? What are you talking about?”
I burst out laughing all over again.
“Calm down!”
“No! Explain yourself!”
She was already pacing in front of me, her bag still hanging from her shoulder.
I grabbed her wrist quickly before she could start another interrogation.
“Sit down first.”
“I don’t want to sit down.”
“You’re stressing me.”
“You flashed your bodyguard!”
“Sit!”
I pulled her down onto the bed myself because I already knew she wasn’t going to cooperate willingly.
The second she sat, she leaned toward me immediately.
“Talk.”
I laughed softly, still shaking my head.
“Okay. Calm down and listen properly.”
“I am listening.”
“First of all,” I started carefully, “did you see Vaelor downstairs?”
Her expression shifted immediately.
“Yes.”
“And?”
She shrugged casually.
“He apologized.”
I blinked.
“He what?”
“He apologized,” she repeated. “He said sorry about last night and said he didn’t mean to upset us.”
I stared at her for a second.
Of course he apologized.
God, this man was too serious.
“And?” I asked carefully.
“And nothing,” she replied. “He looked normal. Calm. Protective. Bodyguard-ish. Nothing else.”
I narrowed my eyes slightly.
“Nothing else?”
“No.” Then suddenly she frowned. “Wait. Stop avoiding the main topic. What actually happened?”
I laughed nervously and rubbed my forehead.
“Okay. So after we got home last night, I called you.”
“You called. I was angry.”
“Yes, I noticed.”
“As you should.”
I rolled my eyes dramatically.
“You ignored me.”
“You deserved it.”
“I’m not your boyfriend, Lyssara,” I said through laughter. “You can’t just ignore my calls because you’re angry.”
“Yes, I can.”
“No, you cannot.”
“Yes, I can.”
I laughed harder and pushed her shoulder lightly.
“Please, focus.”
“Fine. Continue.”
I took a deep breath.
“So this morning… I was sleeping.”
Immediately, she leaned closer like she was about to hear the greatest gossip of her life.
“The first knock came,” I said. “I thought it was part of my dream.”
“Mhm.”
“Then the second knock woke me up properly.”
“And?”
“And I got up half asleep without checking myself.”
Her eyes narrowed slowly.
“Oh no.”
“Yes.”
“Oh no.”
“I walked to the door and opened it.”
“And?”
“Girl…” I covered my face dramatically. “It was Vaelor.”
Lyssara slapped both hands over her mouth instantly.
“No way.”
“Yes way.”
“And then?”
I groaned loudly into my palms.
“He looked at me for one second…”
“And?”
“Then immediately turned around.”
Lyssara blinked rapidly.
“Turned around?”
“Yes!”
“Why?”
“That’s exactly what confused me too!” I exclaimed. “Then he said, ‘Miss… your shirt.’”
Lyssara’s eyes widened slowly.
Very slowly.
Then her jaw dropped completely.
“No.”
I nodded once.
“Girl.”
“No.”
“I looked down…”
“Oh my God.”
“My entire breast was out.”
Lyssara SCREAMED.
Actually screamed.
She shot up from the bed immediately, grabbing her bag like she was preparing to leave the country.
“Jesus Christ!”
I burst into uncontrollable laughter.
“Sit down!”
“No, because what do you mean your breast was outside?!”
“I didn’t know!”
“Oh my God!”
I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
“He saw everything?”
“Not everything!”
“Zarelle!”
“Okay, maybe enough!”
Lyssara dropped back onto the bed dramatically, staring at me like I had personally ruined her peace.
Then suddenly, her eyes narrowed.
“Wait.”
I blinked innocently.
“What?”
“You’re smiling.”
I instantly tried to stop.
“I’m not.”
“You are!”
“I’m shocked!”
“You’re enjoying this!”
I gasped dramatically.
“Lyssara!”
“Are you serious right now?” she asked in disbelief. “Someone saw your nakedness and you’re sitting here blushing like a fool!”
“I’m not blushing!”
“You are glowing!”
I covered my face again, laughing helplessly.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me!”
“No, seriously,” she continued, staring at me like I needed professional help. “Shouldn’t you feel ashamed?”
“I thought I would!”
“But?”
I slowly lowered my hands.
“But I don’t.”
Dead silence.
Lyssara stared at me like she genuinely no longer recognized me.
Then slowly—
I laughed nervously.
“It’s not even that bad!”
“Not that bad?” she repeated. “Your bodyguard saw your n****e!”
That sentence alone sent me into another fit of laughter.
“Oh my God,” I cried, wiping tears from my eyes. “When you say it like that, it sounds insane.”
“Because it IS insane!”
I fell backward dramatically onto the bed again.
“But why do I feel happy?”
“Happy?!” Lyssara yelled.
“I don’t know how to explain it!”
“You need help.”
I laughed harder.
“No, because imagine… a man that just entered this house barely two days ago has already seen my body.”
“God forbid,” Lyssara muttered immediately. “That can never happen to me.”
That made me laugh even more.
Then she leaned closer again, lowering her voice this time.
“So what happened after?”
I grinned immediately.
“I apologized.”
“And?”
“He apologized too.”
Lyssara blinked slowly.
“He apologized?”
“Yes! He said he shouldn’t have looked.”
That finally broke her completely.
She burst into laughter so hard she nearly rolled off the bed.
Meanwhile, I just sat there smiling stupidly to myself.
Because no matter how hard I tried not to think about it—
All I could still see was the look on Vaelor’s face the moment he saw me.
Shock.
Control.
And something else.
Something he tried very, very hard to hide.