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?"

back to my senses. I looked down and noticed that I had gotten his hair stuck in the hair dryer. There was even

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

the hair dryer in my hand and started

to bed. Seeing that his expression was completely

down and buried my head in

then switched off the bedside lamp with a click. I felt someone laying down

to

Not today, though.

long

I could just say what I wanted. When did

I could not see if Theo was still awake in the dark, so I

"Yeah," he responded.

still responded to me," I muttered and leaned toward him, but

lead so much,

it, I would go all

got into the quilt and then moved toward him. I burrowed my way up and lay on top of him. Theo was obviously startled. "You!" "Are you still angry?" I

exhale deeply. He turned on the bedside lamp and looked down at me. "No, I'm

Why would

you mad at

"Me?"