When the lights came on from outside the bathroom, Noah knew that Luca had gotten back inside the room. He didn't want to explain much as he was so busy removing the stench of death on him.
Caliga had no choice as he knew of no other way. It was Noah's fault that he didn't bring the motorbike in rage.
However, he didn't realize that Luca was removing his clothes with only a frosted glass in between them. He only saw Luca making his way to the shower door, stark naked and not afraid to expose himself through that clear glass on Noah's side.
Noah cursed his luck. What if Luca only decided to help him wash since the stench was stronger inside the shower? Wouldn't a very awkward storm remain as long as they were together?
The door slid, and Noah flicked his gaze at Luca who entered the shower. As they were pretty much at the same height, it was easy for their gazes to meet. Unlike earlier, Luca wasn't blushing like a cute kitten.
