I turned to see who spoke, only to be hit with the most disgusting face I've ever seen. Not exactly disgusting, but it made me feel that way. He was gorgeous—brown hair, brown eyes, dressed in rich, old-money clothes. Then he laid his hand on the basin.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were about to use the toilet," he smirked.
I was about to leave, but he pulled me back. "Please," I stammered, "I don't want what happened last time to happen again. I brought a gun this time."
I immediately sputtered out, the thought of what he might do making my skin crawl. I couldn't scream. I was humiliated. I need to get out of here.
"Let me see your gun," he mocked, stepping closer. "You think that toy can scare me? You're not even my type. And don't worry nothing like last time is going to happen again. I just need to ask you a few questions."
He paused, like he was savoring the moment. "Is that guy really Han's new boyfriend?"
