"Aren't you done yet?" he yelled. "We barely have a minute remaining —"
I blast through the door, rubbing the towel on my wet hair. He had been screaming my head for quite a long time when I couldn't shut my shields due to my lack of strength and energy. It had gotten so annoying that I would have broken the door down if I wasn't naked.
For someone who looked like the devil's child, he was dressed in a navy blue shirt and white pants. I was out in a dark green shirt and black pants, which were as formal as his, though his had a small emblem of polo on the left side of the shirt on top of his chest.
I was glad we hadn't gone into matching our clothes like some couples would and that he respected my decision to stay with Aidan despite the things he had done. Just the thought of it made me shake my head and come back to reality.
