The Woman From Hell

Night fell, and I was leaning against the bed after taking a shower, waiting for Theo to come out.

How should I start?

Should I be direct or leave some steps for myself?

When we parted at noon, his expression was bad. He must have been angry.

What if I apologized to him?

No, how could I apologize? He was obviously the one who took a tone with me first.

When I was still pondering, Theo had already finished washing. His hair was wet, and he was wiping it with a towel.

A good-looking man coming out of the bath, how handsome.

The man's slightly wet face came into my view, and I could not help gulping. When I saw him grab the hair dryer, I quickly stepped forward and grab it. "I'll help you." Theo was stunned for a moment, but he did not stop me. He just let me play with his hair.

I organized what I wanted to say in my mind while I dried his hair.

I could apologize to him now when the hair dryer was so loud.

Frowning, my thoughts raced.

"What are you doing?"

Theo's voice, I came back to my senses. I looked down and noticed that I had gotten his hair stuck in the hair dryer. There was even a slight smell of burning

hair dryer. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about

it myself." Theo took the hair dryer in my

went back to bed. Seeing that his expression was completely different from usual, it seemed that

down and buried my head in the

while, the sound of the hair dryer abruptly stopped. Theo then switched off the bedside lamp with a click. I felt someone

used to

Not today, though.

long time, but

holding back for? I could just say what I wanted. When did I become

Theo was still awake in the

"Yeah," he responded.

still responded to me," I muttered and leaned toward

lead so much,

I would go all

then moved toward him. I burrowed my way up and lay on top of him. Theo

deeply. He turned on the bedside lamp

obviously angry. Why would you ignore

you mad

"Me?"