Chapter 11
I looked at Brandon's face, shook my head, and turned away.
"You have hands. Why don't you do it yourself instead of ordering me around?" I asked him.
"You're really grumpy, Gem. And you're cold too," he said, shaking his head.
"Do you have any clothes for me to change into? I'm going to take a shower," I said instead. I stood up and was about to enter his room, but he grabbed my arm.
"Why don't you dry my hair first?" He frowned at me.
Does he think I'm amused by his frowning?
I let out a long sigh and sat back down. I pulled out the towel that was draped around Brandon's neck and wiped his hair. I didn't want to do it, but it seemed like he wasn't going to let me take a shower easily if I didn't follow him. So, I just dried his hair as he said.
"You're so beautiful."
