Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 173

Just when Lizetta thought she was about to be devoured by Remington on the couch with no escape, everything went dark

Tums out, Remington had chucked his shirt over her head. By the time Lizetta yanked the shirt away, the guy was already at the bathroom door, throwing some shade her way.

*Better think about what you’re gonna spill later!”

He ducked into the bathroom, and the sound of running water filled the space.

Lizetta sprang up and dashed for the door, but whatever trick Remington had pulled on it, she couldn’t crack it after fiddling with it for ages.

When Remington emerged from the bathroom in his robe, Lizetta was slumped on the couch, having thrown In the towel.

Remington, toweling off his wet hair, sauntered over. His robe was tied loosely, and that just–showered vibe made him seem even more dangerous and imposing.

Not daring to look too long. Lizetta ducked her head and scooted over. No sooner had she settled down than something landed on her lap.

A hairdryer.

She glanced over at Remington, who was now lounging against the back of the couch, and commanded,

“Come and dry my hair.”

“Can’t you do it yourself?”

the guy could be so lazy

6

his one–hour workout every day, he often couldn’t be bothered to dry his hair after a shower, so

old man’s ailment, so she’d follow him around, with hairdryer

cooperate, she’d press him into the couch and do it

the bed and dry his hair while he slept; the buzzing sound never woke him up, but rather

memories sent a wave of mixed

while Remington’s eyes flicked open

take responsibility for what you’ve

his words could easily be taken the wrong way, Lizetta was left

you

felt even more speechless.

hair is way better than having

the hairdryer, and walked behind the couch

as Lizetta reached out to tousle his wet locks, but

10:45 1

Gold

showered for quite a while, with

subconsciously, but she, not being naive anymore, knew why he’d taken a cold shower.

shag, it was clearly just to scare her.

or forcing her

heart, and she couldn’t tell if she was