Allison's POV

I switched to showering in the bathroom. That was the only excuse to explain what I was doing in the bathroom should he decide to ask. I wrapped the bathrobe around me as I walked out of the bathroom.

He lay on the bed, resting his head on his hands and staring blankly at the ceiling. But that was before I walked out, and he steered his gaze to me, escorting me to the room carefully. He sat up, and his lips stretched in a wild smile at me.

“It’s dinner time already. What do ...