lionet's pov
I opened the doors and i saw here standing there, i looked at her lips, our eyes met.
"go take a bath" i pointed at the bathroom door. without a word she turned around and went to the bathroom. I sat on the bed waiting for here to come out, i started thinking about what happened, and about how i said she's a abused her, i could feel the pain, what if she hates me now.
I hear the bathroom door open, she looked so hot, the way water was drippimg from her long thick brown hair, the way the towel was wraped around her chest, she looked georgeous. i sat on the bed and motioned her to sit next to me, she sat next to me.
"look at me"
She didn't look up, i held her chin up, i saw tears on her face, i hugged her, trying to comfort her,
"i hate you!"
"why?"
"i hate you" she says again
"i know, you wanted to be with that guy, but what about your mate?, did you ever think about your mate?, how could you reject your mate over some guy, what if he found his mate?"
"which guy" she asks sobbing
"he's not your boyfriend?" i asked
she stood ready to leave, the towel fell. she stayed in that position, she froze, she didn't dear to move.
"damn! khaya, what are you doing to me" i could feel the bulge in my pants
she quickly took the towel and covered her body, then ran into the bathroom. before i could grab her.
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