(S)143. Fruity.

I tried to looked anywhere but him. Clearing my throat, I willed myself to not think about his washboard ab...

"Don't call me that." 

"Huh?

"Don't call me that and get out of here. Who allowed you in?" Zus said lowly as he put a shirt over his head. He might have a pretty face but he definitely doesn't look like a girl. Why is she even here? He hate his emotions whenever she's around.

"I'm sleeping here." 

"No you are not. Go back to your room before I kick you out myself." If only he could.

Tch, he sure has a poisonous tongue. Even the last time he saved me he wasn't nice either. But deep down he have a kind heart. I know that. I decided to not take it personally, he's just acting tough. Poor guy.

"You should be the one leaving before you get caught." I advised sincerely sneaking a peek at him. Why is he even here? My evil husband would not spare him. His now clothed back was facing me.