Page 44 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
The sound of wet feet slapping against the tile floor made me hit save and throw the phone in my locker. I looked up just in time to see Tim skid to a stop at the end of the hallway. He put one hand on the wall to stop his slide and grabbed the top of his towel with his other hand, just barely saving me from getting an eyeful of his junk.
"Dude, you've got to come see this!" he yelled.
"What is it? A naked girl?" I hoped the answer was yes, because that was the only acceptable reason for a man to be so worked up after coming from the showers in the men's locker room.
"No time to explain. Just come look."
"Oh God, did you find Liam? Please tell me he's alive."
"What? No. Come on, hurry!"
"I'm coming." I slammed my locker shut and reluctantly followed Tim into the foggy showers.
After passing a few shower stalls, Tim turned to me and whispered. "Okay, don't be obvious about it, but walk past and look in that shower." He pointed at one of the shower stalls on our right.
"Why shouldn't I be obvious about it? Unless there's a naked girl in that shower, I'm leaving."
"Just look. I promise it's worth it."
A guy with a towel around his waist exited a shower stall at the end of the hall and came towards us. As he passed, he gave us a weird look.
We stood there awkwardly until he was out of the hall. "This is getting weird," I said. "I'm leaving." I turned to walk away.
"If you don't look, I'm going to yell pervert."
"You wouldn't..."
"Three, two..."
"Okay, okay. Fine. I'll look."
Tim smiled triumphantly as I walked toward the shower stall that he so badly wanted me to see. The curtain was mostly pulled, but it was cracked enough for me to be able to look in. I faced straight ahead as I passed, just looking out the corner of my eye into the stall.
There was no body, and there was no naked girl. In fact, there didn't seem to be anything at all. I stopped and pulled the curtain back more.
"Dude! What are you doing?" whisper-yelled Tim. "You're going to freak him out!"
Him!? Was Tim seriously trying to get me to check out some dude in the shower?I was about to tell Tim that there was no one in there, but I decided to mess with him instead. I leaned back out of the stall and turned to Tim. "It's okay. He said he wants to meet you."
Tim's eyes got wide. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, come on." I beckoned him over.
He hesitated for a second and then approached. The eager look on his face dissipated when he saw the stall was empty. "What the hell? Where'd he go?"
"Where did who go?" I asked. "Did you really want me to look at some guy showering?"
"Well it sounds weird when you say it like that."
"Is there another way to say it?"
"Uh, yes. You could say I wanted you to see an interesting physical specimen."
"That might be worse. Actually, it's definitely worse."
"Seriously, where could he have gone? He was there one second, and now he's gone."
"The other set of lockers?" I said. "Or maybe this interesting physical specimen of yours has magic powers and turned invisible."
