Rosina sat on her bed with a bathrobe wrapped around her body. In front of her was Draco, pacing back and forth while deep in thought.
"Let me rephrase it. You submerged yourself into the bathtub for more than 30 minutes because you wanted to?" Draco stated in disbelief. He wanted an explanation, but he got nothing decent from Rosina.
"It's because I can last long underwater," Rosina answered. She didn't understand why Draco reacted that way. The rest of the servants were now waiting outside.
Draco groaned and massaged his head. "Okay, suit yourself, but don't make others worried about you."
Rosina raised her eyebrows and stood up from the bed. She went in front of Draco, who was glaring at her. "Are you worried about me?"
Draco chuckled when he saw the smirk on Rosina's face. She touched his chest, and the spark ignited in the area of his skin where her palm was placed. It was the same tingling spark they touched during the mating event.
