Now she had showered, she must have come back to her senses. Michael thought.
Maybe she was taking a lot of time because she was embarrassed, he would tell her he didn't see anything when she came out.
Michael nodded to himself, he dropped the hairdryer on the table and turned to walk to his bed, but he was halfway to his bed when the bathroom door opened and the sight that caught his eyes made his jaws drop.
Diana walked out of the bathroom_ wet hair, flushed face, dripping wet naked skin. Her hips swayed from side to side as she walked towards Michael.
Michael's feet rooted to a spot as he watched her approach him;
"I didn't see the towel." Diana spoke with an alluring voice,
"do you know where it is? ''
Michael melted like a puddle.
He was so dead.
Her eyes stared at him so innocently that Michael nearly lost his sanity.
'' Diana, the towel was hanging right in front of you…'' Michael cried, turning his back to her.
