Marcel stifled his laughter for the umpteenth time as Arianna kept glaring daggers at him. Who knew she was more innocent than she looked? Moreover, it was not his fault anyway, she was the one who didn't respond on time to his warning. Still, yet, her flushed face was cute to look at.
"Stop laughing!" Arianna said through gritted teeth. She was embarrassed to the core as it was, she didn't need his reminder.
Her face flushed again when the image of him showed up in her mind; she couldn't get it out of her head no matter how hard she tried. Although it had been just a flash before she screamed and threw her face the other way when he dropped the towel, the image was deeply imprinted in her head. It was quite frustrating.
