Chapter Thirty
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"Do not fret, princess, your handsome knight is here." Eston put on his dramatics while I snapped out of the confusing trance I was in. He came out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Then he gave me that smirk and his signature smile along with it.
I don't know how he does it, but he sure would have made a killing being a model if he did not decide to use his brain instead of his looks.
"Well, well, well. Why are you standing there looking like some perfume model?" I was trying my best to act normal, even though I was still visibly shaken.
"I mean, you used the word model, not me." He smirked and started striking poses.
"Stop fooling around. I just realized I don't have anything to wear." That was the matter at hand. I needed to stop seein
