SLOANE

Before I could blink, we were already in a room and the door jammed closed behind us.

Does he realize what he’s doing? And most importantly, that he’s holding me, not someone else?

“Why did you bring me here?” I asked nervously, just as my hand slipped out of his grip.

“Take a bath first. You look like a mess.” He commented dryly before me, walking across the room.

I stood still, watching him with my lips widely parted in disbelief. How could he suddenly go from ...