Chapter 598
Katelina leaned against the door and listened to the TV. Tinned laughter sounded; an old sitcom, maybe? For hating television, Jorick watched the strangest things.
She straightened her spine and met her eyes in the mirror. She was being silly. If you lack confidence, fake it. Waltz in as though you own the place. Chances were, Jorick would never notice, anyway.
She opened the door and padded inside, chin lifted as she repeated her mantra. Jorick lay stretched out on the bed, hands behind his head and ankles crossed. He clicked the TV off and smiled. "All done?"
"Yeah." The suitcase wasn't where she'd left it. She looked around quickly. "Um, where is"
Before she could finish her sentence, he pounced her to the bed. She squealed and wriggled under his weight. He grinned and snapped playfully. "Now that you're clean, we could do something to dirty you up again."
It took all of her willpower not to laugh. "Please tell me that wasn't supposed to be sexy."