"My money and I Fu*ig will decide what to buy. Now go and fu*kg change!" He ordered throwing the packet and shorts in my direction which I caught in an antsy.
Mumbling few curses under my breath I entered the washroom and quickly changed. Being an insecure person I never wore a clothing that showed much of my skin. Mom always forced me to wear such clothes, but I just refused to wear one.
The short mirror infront of the sink didn't helped to show my appearance.
Sighing, I peeked outside the door and saw Hueson leaning against the wall holding a water bottle.
When he saw me coming out, he abruptly came on his heal. His eyes barefacedly strayed on me from head to toe.
"Nunca pensé que fueras capaz de quemándome." His spanish mode was back and a smirk curled up his lips.
[I never thought that you were capable of burning me.]
