Chapter 3
Breakfast passed in silence, and I didn't think much of it. After eating, I grabbed my stuff and headed out to work.
By the time I got home, it was already late. I'd been grinding all day and was dead tired. I headed straight to my bedroom, peeling off my clothes as I made my way to the bathroom.
As soon as I pushed the door open, I froze, still in my tank top, staring at what was inside.
Adrian was soaking in the tub. The moment the door opened, he opened his eyes warily and glanced over at me, looking a little on edge.
He was just lounging in the tub, not a stitch on him, still rocking his human form.
Beads of water slid down his collarbone, gliding over his sculpted chest, tracing those perfect abs, following that sexy V-line lower and lower...
Honestly? The view was downright epic.
Sure, I'd had my fun with him before, but seeing everything on full display like this? That was a whole new level.
He definitely wasn't expecting me to walk in on him. He bolted upright, hugging his knees to his chest to cover up his privates.
I spun around so fast, my back was to him in an instant. "Sorry. I'm so sorry. I had no idea you were in here. I didn't mean to."
I was totally at a loss.
Adrian stayed quiet for a while before finally speaking from behind me. "The showerhead in my bathroom broke, so I had to use yours. You know I need my two-hour soak every day..."
"Yeah, I get it." I pretended to wipe away an imaginary nosebleed.
Just then, the comments popped up.
[Showerhead broke, huh? Not even a hint of blush when you lie, Adrian?]
[Nice try, dude. Keeping your human form just to show off for Emily, huh? Wonder what you want her to see...]
[He acts all cold and aloof, but deep down he's a total tease, secretly picking up all those dirty tricks.]
Adrian spoke up again from behind me. "I'm gonna be soaking for a while. Do you need to shower soon? If you do..."
He hesitated, stumbling over his words. "W-we could shower together or something. It's not our first time anyway. Don't get the wrong idea. I just don't want to waste your time, since I'm borrowing your bathroom."
Wow, what a polished reason that was.
I pictured Adrian's face. It was definitely embarrassed, yet a trace of hope flickered there. I bit my lip to suppress a laugh.
"No, I'm good. Didn't I say it last night? From now on, I absolutely won't force you into anything. Making a guy sad isn't my thing, so relax," I replied.
I stood tall and gave my chest a heroic thump, then, with Adrian still staring at me in shock, I closed the door behind me and strutted off without even a backward glance.
Once the bathroom door closed and Adrian was out of sight, I propped myself up on the table, smacked my thigh, and threw my head back for a silent howl of laughter.
When Adrian finally came out of the bathroom, I was lounging against the headboard, scrolling through some files on my laptop.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of him, shirtless, with a white towel barely hanging on around his waist.
I calmly looked away, pretending I hadn't seen a thing.
Adrian spoke up first. "Thanks for letting me use your bathroom. It's getting late, so I'll head back to my room and get some rest."
"Alright." I kept my reply brief. Adrian looked a bit lost before he had no choice but to head out.
When he got to the door, he paused, then glanced back at me with a hint of reluctance. "I'm really leaving now..."
This time, I finally lifted my head and looked at him.
When our eyes met, Adrian's gaze sparkled with excitement and hope, but it disappeared in a heartbeat.
"Yeah, get some rest. Goodnight." I flashed him my best polite smile.
His lips drooped, his face went pale, and he bit his lip hard before rushing out the door.
Yeah, score. He had fallen for it again.