Albert had just reached the doorway when his phone rang again. Glancing at the number, a trace of impatience flashed across his refined face. He pressed the decline button, tossed the phone onto the couch, and turned toward the bathroom.
He hadn't intended to stay, but with some things too difficult to face, lingering here seemed like a way to avoid them.
After a quick shower, he felt his frustration ease a bit. Tying a towel around his lean waist, he entered the bedroom. In this tiny place, there wasn't any other bed to sleep on, and he certainly didn't want to cram himself onto that small couch for the night.
Lifting the blanket to get into bed, he realized she was still fully dressed. He frowned in annoyance; if he'd known he'd have to undress her, he might not have stayed. There was no way he was going to sleep next to a fully clothed woman, especially since seeing her in that outfit was already irritating.
