Xander was worried as hell thinking that he had taken her forcefully. He got out of the bed and walked towards her.
“Abigail…”
Abigail was about to take his clothes out of the closet when she heard him calling her anxiously. She turned to look at him, but his naked body came into her sight. Her cheeks began to burn in embarrassment.
She turned back frantically, eyes closed, lips pursed tight.
This man… Why was he so shameless? Couldn’t he wrap something around his body?
Abigail's face became redder with this thought.
However, her action simply increased Xander’s agitation. He didn’t care if he was naked or not. In fact, he was not even aware of it. His only concern was that he hurt her in anger, and now she was upset with him.
He grabbed her arm and spun her around. She gasped and closed her eyes again.
“Look at me.” He exclaimed, holding her arms on either side.
“First, you wear something.” She snapped.