"........" Garrison, who had been with a woman before, was flushed to see her red face.
"Are you drunk?" he was baffled. This was not how she usually is. But then she always acted unpredictably.
Ana opened her eyes slowly and tried to sit but he stopped her.
The only towel that was barely hiding anything would fall too, if she did stand up. But touching her shoulders to stop her was a mistake too.
She was warm! And… cough! He looked away and closed his eyes.
"Cover yourself first!" he warned.
"If you find it uncomfortable, why are you still standing in my room?"
"......." yes! Why did he not leave yet? He was surprised that he did not leave when he found her nude on the sofa.
"No! The question must be why are you here in the first place? I was not expecting you." she kept throwing cider on his face as she picked the towel and wrapped it around her body.
