"Don't misunderstand." Elias took his hand from Eros' face and got off the bed. "It's not what it looks like," he added in a monotone.
The awkward silence that followed was deafening.
Amaira's eyes went between Elias' face and Eros' naked body, specifically his erect manhood. 'How can I not misunderstand?'
Elias' menacing red eyes landed on Eros and the grey-haired man released a small squeal upon noticing his murderous gaze. Elias' eyes narrowed, "Tell her it was a misunderstanding."
Eros swallowed heavily; he parted his trembling lips to speak, but Amaira spoke first. "You don't have to explain anything," she started while playing with her fingers. "It's not my business."
Despite Elias' words of what she saw being a misunderstanding, Amaira was still convinced that he is bisexual. She didn't prolong the awkward conversation and immediately changed the topic to what she thought to be more important matters.
