Arissa let out a tired sigh as she highlighted the car herself without Lukas's assistance. Not acknowledging anyone or anything in sight, Arissa heeded into her room.
Shutting her door with a loud slam, she impatiently to took off her clothes. She can't stand the clothes anymore. She had used Nicklaus's cologne on them and now, only his scent hit her nostrils.
She walked to her vanity table and after binding her hair into a messy bun, she headed into the showers and in there she scrubbed herself like she was having a problem with her skin.
One would ask why she scrubbed as if she wanted new skin. The idea they might have cuddled last night and his hand around her waist this morning were enough reasons.
When he stood before her earlier in his office, her head tore open as fractions of last night's scenes reopened themselves.
