Thanks to my luck, I'm always finding myself in tight spots and awkward situations that I can barely get out of without having at least a scratch. But the situation I was in right now, it was worse than any kind of awkward situation I've ever been in. There were no words to describe it. Because tell me why my naked guy was standing in the same room with me again. There's no way I'm just going to get out of this with just a scratch, a broken leg maybe, but definitely not a scratch.
Embarrassment burned my face as I stared at the guy that I had just left upstairs. He stood in the center of the dining room, towering over the dining table with some kind of authority I've never experienced. Plus his expression was unreadable so I couldn't tell if he was upset, or as shocked as I was. For a spl
