Megalodon: King of the Ocean

Chapter 5

Finally after what seems like 10 years, I arrive back home and collapse on my bed. I check my phone and see that its 5pm.

Today seemed like it would never end.

Rolling into my back, and I stare at the ceiling. I just can't shake off the feeling that Mr Lodon is a dangerous man, and not in a good way.

I glance down at the clothes he has lended me.

"Oh shit!"

I sit up in bed just remembering that I forgot to bring my wet clothes with me.

With a fake sob, I fall back into my back.

"Guess I need to pay that creep a visit again."

After changing into my own clothes, and quickly washing and drying his, I'm now making my way back to his lab.

Parking my car, I pick up the bag containing his clothes and walk towards the house.

"He should be home right?" I ask myself, knocking on the door.

It's almost 8pm and it's pretty chilly outside. I wish he would hurry up and open the door.

Just as I'm about to knock again, the door opens to reveal Mr Lodon. His hair is wet, like he just had a shower and he is wearing a white shirt and a pair or dark blue ripped jeans.

"Miss Camilla?" He questions, not expecting my visit this late.

"Hi, sorry about the sudden visit. I just wanted to return you your clothes, and grab mine." I say, extending the bag towards him.

He takes it from me with a smile.

"Oh thank you. I'm actually washing your clothes right now. Why don't you come in for a bit?" He asks, opening the door wider for me to come in.

He is washing my clothes? What!? That means he has seen my bra and matching panties! Fuck!

Blushing and very embarrassed, I nod my head and walk inside. He shuts the door behind me and leads me to the kitchen.

"Coffee or tea?" He asks, reaching for two mugs from one of the overhead cabinets.

"Coffee please." I reply.

The atmosphere is really awkward for me. Talking formally to each other like nothing ever happens makes me very uncomfortable.

I glance up and see Mr Lodon busy making our coffee's, unaffected by the awkward atmosphere.

I clear my throat before trying to talk.

"Thank you for washing my clothes Mr Lodon, I really appreciate it ."

He glances up at me, with a raised eyebrow.

"Please call me Blue." He requests with a breathtaking smile, handing me my coffee.

"Um, no that's ok. I, uh, prefer calling you Mr Lodon." I say stuttering.

"Oh please. I think we are way past that formal stage. Don't you think so, Camilla?"

He gives me a kmowing smirk as he brings his coffee to his lips.

Why did he make it sound like we did something!? We did nothing!

Clearing my throat I take a sip of my coffee, thankful for the distraction.

We both drink in silence. He would often glance at me, and I would look anywhere but him.

Just as I take the last gulp of my coffee, he takes my cup and places it in the sink before walking past me.

I turn around and look at him, utterly confused as to why he would just leave.