CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
I had only one class on Tuesday because two other lecturers were attending a conference in Japan. Thankfully Ken didn’t attend and Anton only watched me from far. After class, I’d returned to my apartment only to find it completely filled with new and dare I say, very expensive furniture. Was that a minibar at the corner of the house? Why the hell was there a chandelier swinging in the middle of the living room.
“Wait, what happened here?” I demanded the moment I saw him coming in to the living too, obviously fresh from the shower. Dressed in nothing but a towel, his dark wet hair sticking to his face and his bared upper body a delicious feast to my eyes. It admittedly made a bit uncomfortable down south and I had to force my eyes to look away.
“I made an upgrade.
