Chapter 38
"I'm just kidding," Drogen said with a sly grin, flicking her forehead lightly.
"Ow," Natasha muttered, rubbing the spot. She narrowed her eyes at him. "We're not alone, so don't even think about trying anything here."
Drogen chuckled, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
Natasha huffed and rushed out of the room to get extra pillows, leaving him behind with an amused expression.
When she returned a few minutes later, she was balancing a pillow and a blanket in her arms.
"What's the blanket for?" Drogen asked, raising an eyebrow. "We can share your bed, you know."
Natasha paused, looking flustered. "I just thought… well…"
Drogen smirked. "Relax. I'm not going to do anything," he said, raising his hands as if surrendering. "Unless you ask me to."
Her cheeks turned bright pink, and she quickly changed the subject. "I'm going to take a shower. Or… do you want to go first?"
