NAKED TERROR

Droplets against the shower floor rang loudly in one ear waking her from her sleep. The empty space on the other side of the bed, which was uncharacteristically messy.

Terror rained through her body as it all came to her. What was he doing In her shower? Didn't he have his own.

The thought of the first time she walked into him in the shower came back.

The embarrassment brushed her cheek. Hearing the shower stop, her mind became alert.

She needed to get out of here. Upon the opening of the bathroom door her bare feet scrambled out of her room trying best not to be caught in a compromising position.

A sigh of relief came out, thanking God she made it out.

This was crazy. Ling Feng slept in her bed last night. And she didn't protest. What had gotten into her?

She felt dizzy in her confusion. Heat spread all over her body. Her heart couldn't stop racing. She must've been unwell.