Jared Quinn's large hand froze for a moment, then pressed down on her frantically moving hands, once again wiping her forehead.
"I've already said I don't need you!" Melody Thorne glared angrily at the man above her. "Do you really enjoy serving people so much?"
"You're the only one I personally serve," Jared's eyes darkened, a wicked smile playing on his lips, his gaze invasive.
"You..." Melody Thorne's face flushed red, "Go out first, I don't want to see you."
"Shut up," Jared wiped the sweat off her forehead; she's the only one who would dare shout at him.
"Where's Timmy? I want to see Timmy," Melody Thorne closed her eyes, unwilling to look at Jared.
"Open your eyes," Jared tossed the towel aside and leaned down. He couldn't believe he couldn't handle a woman.
"What exactly do you want?" Melody Thorne closed her eyes and then opened them, disliking Jared being so close, especially hating having his presence all around her.
