“I’m quite certain that’s not the toilet…or is it?” Luca questioned with taunting eyes as he stepped closer to her. She could hear the drip of water hitting the wooden floor.
She maintained his gaze, not backing down. Even though she was scared as hell, she wouldn’t give this man in front of her the luxury of seeing her cave in. With a rough gulp, she spoke, “I saw water dripping, I only wanted to take the clothes out. You startled me.” She took her voice to a near whisper, unsure if he bought the lie.
He narrowed his eyes, searching hers for some truth. He hummed suspiciously, “Huh. Well, sorry about the mess. I’m not the cleanest.” He apologized, stepping back from her.
She felt the airy gust of air conditioner on her body once again almost immediately he stepped back. They weren’t ev
