Falling For My Cruel Mate novel Chapter 67

He pauses mid pace and looks up at me. His blue eyes were distant. "The guard just told me that you've been up here for two hours."

Two hours?! I look down at my finger tips to find them wrinkled like a raisin. I dip my hand into the water, it was much too cool to be a relaxing bath. A shiver makes its way down my back at the realization of how cold the water is.

Ajax walks over to me with a towel in hand. I watch as he unfolds the towel and holds it out, waiting for me to stand from the tub. I was a bit nervous. He's seen my naked before but now it's different. I actually feel something for him now. I would be completely embarrassed if he saw me now.

As if sensing my uneasiness he turns his head away, while maintaining the towel in the same position. I stand quickly, wanting to get out of the cold water and into something cozy and warm. I wrap the towel around myself in a rushed manner, like if I didn't have the fluffy white material around me in under twenty seconds I would freeze into a popsicle.

"I'm sorry about not telling anyone where I was. I was looking for you and then I just lost track of time." I say resisting the urge to shiver violently.

"You were looking for me in the tub?" He looks down at me, his blue eyes back to normal and smirk adorned on his lips.

"Oh gosh, no!" I smile and push him away playfully.

"You're not very good at finding people then, especially when you take a bath break."

"Can I borrow some fresh clothes?" I ask, ignoring his previous statement. I didn't want to put on the clothes I had before because they were light and fitted. I wanted something warm and comfy.

"No." He says, following me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.

"Fine." I huff and begin walking over to the door. "I guess I'll have to walk the halls in nothing but a towel until I reach my room. I sure do hope the guards aren't there."

His mood changes instantly and in a flash he's standing in front of the door, a stern look on his face. "That's not funny ducky." He whispers down to me. His eyes had gone slightly darker but all I could do was give him a bright smile.

"Then can I borrow some clothes?" I ask again in a sickly sweet voice.

He rolls his eyes before stepping away from the door and heading over to his closet. He comes back with a pair of jogging pants and hoodie. He tosses them at me and I struggle immensely to catch the pieces of clothing. "Asshole." I mumble as I pick the jogging pants off the floor.