"Dragus, you had your fun leave her be. Silas will rip your head off if you touch her without him," Matitus warns. My blood runs cold at his words. What did he mean touch me without him?
Dragus growls but steps aside, and I quickly dart past him and grab my clothes off the end of the bed. I go to turn back into the bathroom and Dragus huge body is blocking the door.
I wait for him to move but he doesn't.
I look to Matitus to see if he is going to tell him to move, but he doesn't, and I realize they want me to get changed in front of them. I pull my towel tighter, stepping away from them. I move to the other side of the room and quickly pull my jeans underneath the towel while glaring at them. They both look quite amused at my discomfort.
I feel the denim sticking to me as I pull the pants up from not being able to dry myself. I then grab my shirt before pulling it over my head and removing the towel.
