“It’s not that difficult to answer my freaking question.” Neal glared at the mirror in front of him. “Don’t I have the right to know what happened? Am I that annoying?” He turned on the tap and started splashing water on his face. It may seem like a boy throwing tantrums but he was very angry.
Someone knocked on his bathroom door startling him a little. Neal bit his lips and looked at the closed door with a frown on his face.
“Who?”
No one answered, so he knew who it was. He scoffed and walked over to the shower. After about forty minutes he came out of the bathroom.
“You sure took your time.” Hunter sighed and got up from the sofa.
Neal ignored the guy and went straight to his closet. Hunter watched as the guy dropped his towel and put on his favorite pajama.