Page 73 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
“You screamed,” he countered, unmasked worry on his face. “That fucking scared me.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, turning the cold tap on. “You can leave.”
To my surprise, he picked up the jug and began filling it with water.
“Liam, I’m fine…” I protested, feeling bare. “I can hold a jug.”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t.”
With that, he gently pushed my head down in the sink and began pouring the water over my head, his fingers running through my hair as he washed the shampoo out. My heart was racing, and my stomach fluttered at the sweet gesture. I didn’t say anything, clutching my towel, glad it fell to mid-thigh. Closing my eyes, I gave in, enjoying the feel of his fingers running through my hair.
“You do know the water’s coloured.”
I laughed, “Obviously, vibrant hair dyes always wash out.”
“Yeah, I remember giving Mom a white towel once after she’d showered. She got annoyed. I actually never knew her hair wasn’t naturally red until I was like ten.”
“Really?” I asked when he finally turned the tap off and rubbed a towel in my hair. I slowly stood up straight, my heart pounding as I stared up at him.
“Yeah, she’s always had red…” he said, tossing the towel aside.
“So how did you find out?” I asked, not missing the way his eyes trailed over my collar bones and cleavage.
“I asked who my hair took after.” He shrugged. I smiled.
“You really were too innocent,” I said, reaching up and pulling his cheek.
“That hurt,” he growled, lunging at me. I giggled, ducking under his arm and darting to my clothes.
“Get my toiletries, please!” I got a few curious looks as I made my way to my room.
Whoring around with the Alpha, huh?Owen’s voice flitted into my head. I looked around, seeing him standing down the hall.
Piss off, Owen. Remember I’m your trainer,I growled back, my eyes flashing.And I don’t think Liam will appreciate your crap.
Whatever.He turned and walked off.
I entered my bedroom, closing the door and pulling on my Brazilian briefs. I slipped on an oversized black nightshirt and went to blow-dry my hair, remembering Delsanra’s magic. How lucky was Rayhan’s kitty to have magic? I know our kind was still not fully accepting of magic, but things were looking up since the treaty had been signed between both species. And I, for one, thought it was totally badass.
A knock on the door made me look up, turning the hairdryer off.
“Enter!” I knew it was Liam before the door even opened. He stepped inside, his eyes running over my bare legs.
“How are the burns?”
“I’m okay, it’s literally gone. I think it was more the shock,” I said, my stomach fluttering with nerves when he shut and locked the door.
“Good. The boiler is completely fine, no idea what that was about.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.
“Don’t worry about it,” I said. Standing up, my oversized top fell to mid-thigh. Was he really going to spend the night? “Are you really going to sleep here?”
“I told you yesterday I am.”
“Well, you didn’t ask,” I said, crossing my arms.
Liam smirked, slowly pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the ground. My heart thudded as I stared at his sexy, inked body, licking my lips at the way his muscles flexed with such a simple move. Goddess, he was so sexy…
“Well, I’m asking now. Want me to stay, love?”
