Chapter 0525 Ada would love these, too.
My smile fades, that emptiness returning. She's gone.
I should shower.
Twenty minutes later, I step out of the shower and towel-dry my hair before wrapping it around myself and re-entering my bedroom. Atticus is awake now, sitting up, his back resting against the headboard, one leg propped up and he turns away from where he was looking out the window, his eyes trailing over me.
"Morning," he says, his voice sounding dangerously sexy. Why is a man's morning voice so fucking hot?
"Morning," I respond as I walk over to my drawer and pull out some panties. I slide them up and drop my towel as I take out a bra.
I hear a small 'humph' from him.
"What?" I ask, not turning as I put my bra on.
"Nothing really, you're just a tease." He chuckles as he makes his way to the bathroom. He stops at the door, flashing me a smile before he disappears.
I cock a brow. How?
Shaking my head, I pull on a black tank top and black leather pants. I've combed my hair and put on a bit of eyeliner to disguise my puffy eyes, and I'm slipping on my boots when Atticus steps out of the bathroom. No longer sporting a hard- on, he's washed his face and strands of his hair flop over his forehead.
He looks down at me, "There wasn't a towel in there, mind if I use this one?" he picks up the one I had discarded earlier.
"You sure you're ok with using a used towel?" I tease.
"Not when it's yours," he replies, wiping his face.