‘Why are you hiding behind me?’, Lucy asked, confused as they stood outside Dante’s guest room.
‘Oh no, I was just fixing your hair and oh my, what a gorgeous blonde hair you have. Go on, knock the door. Don’t be shy,’ Jo encouraged as Lucy frowned at her weird behaviour and knocked.
Within a couple of moments, the door flew open as a wet-haired Dante stood before them. Water dripped from his hair and slid down onto his perfectly toned abs. And both the girls avoided his gaze after they realised he had only one towel wrapped around his waist.
‘How may I help you ladies?’, he asked smoothly as he noticed Jo was hiding behind Lucy. Did she remember last night? His heart warmed up thinking about how gently she sobbed on his shoulder over a fictional character. Truth be told, he was a littl
