'Our bedroom...' Her pulse raced.
Right. This is their room. Their bed.
She suddenly realized this was the first night since their wedding that they were alone together in the bedroom, without Oliver.
Instantly, she feels her blood rush through her veins.
Axel leaned back on his palms, his eyes beaming with a mischievous gleam. "Why? Are you planning to kick me out already?"
Her cheeks heated instantly. "No, of course not. I just… didn't expect you to come back so soon. Did he sleep already?"
"Mm, he is..." His eyes scan all over her again, before he continues. "You should be more careful walking around dressed like that, Evelyn. Your towel looks like it's ready to betray you at any second."
Evelyn's face flamed. "Axel Knight, stop staring at me!"
He chuckled, the deep sound making her even more flustered. "Relax. I'm not going to do anything… yet. You look like you might faint if I stand up."
"I do not!" she snapped, while tightening her grip on the towel.
