Richard frowned and looked down only to realize that he had forgotten that he was taking a bath. His eyes darkened when he realized he was so worried about the girl that he had come faster than the speed of lightning. A ray of light passed through his eyes, but in the next second, it turned normal again.
"I have worn a towel!" he replied rather nonchalantly, but Hazel was already half unconscious. Her groggy state was not able to register her words. Her mind was not alert enough to remember that he was not wearing clothes. Her eyes had turned too heavy and she had closed them and drifted to sleep for forever.
The sound of his gnashing teeth could be heard in the silent room. He moved closer and wrapped his arms on her shoulder and thighs. But when he lifted her, even her half unconscious mind pointed at the girl nearby.
