Angela felt shy taking a shower in his bathroom for some reason. The air was filled with his scent, and she felt hotter with every passing moment. She felt lucky that she never had sex with Dexter.

She didn’t mind it back when she was in love with him, but she was thankful that Dexter kept refusing because she would have had sex with someone who was just using her.

According to Dexter, he wanted to save sex for marriage. She thought he must really love her to keep his urges under check. However, now she thought he must be hiding something from her. Maybe he has STDs. Thank god I didn’t have sex with him.

Angela washed her hair. She loved being clean, so she bathed and washed her hair almost every day. She came out all changed, and her hair was covered in her towel. Her face was pink from the steam, highlighting her beauty. Her wet hair

only made her face look smaller, and her features more striking, “Do you have a hair dryer?” she asked Richard.

Richard frowned. It’s already midnight. Did she have to wash her hair at this hour? “No!” he answered curtly.

one?”

dryers here,” Richard said,

dryer? It’s late, and I don’t have the sun to help me! My hair’s gonna smell if I don’t dry it. “Please, can you get me a hair dryer? Please?” She sat down beside him and looked at him with an unspoken

could smell her scent the moment she approached him, and

I smell? He looks disgusted. She raised her arm and smelled herself. I

I’m going to wake up with a headache. You don’t want that

wouldn’t have washed

hair dryers. That’s not my fault. She looked down, frustrated and

his book down and left

blinked. She had a feeling he was getting a hair dryer for her. She liked staying in his room compared to her little coop. She picked a few books from his bookshelf while he

even

time. Eventually,

it to her and went back to his book, while Angela went into

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