67. A Tempting offer

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ROZIE'S POV

"Mom?"

I gasped at the sight of the person I saw, making me drop the umbrella to the carpeted floor.

"Do I look like your mom? 'Cause I'd like it better if you call me Daddy instead." He bit his lower lip and my heart skipped a beat in response.

He pushed the door wide open exposing my towel-covered body to him. I could tell he was quite surprised by the unexpected view. I never thought his chinky eyes could ever get bigger.

His gaze was fixed on my chest; I had to cross my arms to cover them. I never felt so naked. Damn towels! Why does mom always have to buy the thin ones??

I cleared my throat out loud just to get his eyes leveled with mine.

"The door, please. I don't really intend to be the old man's breakfast across the street."

"Oh.. " he closed the door gently behind him; his eyes never leaving mine.

Geez. Why do I feel like I let a killer inside my house??

I clasped the towel even tighter just to make sure it doesn't fall off. An awkward silence filled the space between us. Or was it just awkward for me alone?

I cleared my throat again. Stupid hangover! I can't think straight!

He chewed on his gum gently while he waited for me to speak some more. He had an evil smile painted on his face. He looked so amused while intimidating me with his staring.

"Do you wanna put some clothes on? Because I can't promise I can talk to you and meet each other eye to eye. If you know what I mean." He snickered.

I am so annoyed with how overly confident he is. But he does have a point.

"Five minutes!" I marched towards the stairs.

"Take all the time you want."

He was reaching to touch my mom's cactus when I said, "and don't touch anything." He instantly raised his hands upwards without even turning around to face me.

"I'll touch you then." He whispered while he sniggered to himself.

"I heard that!" I called out.

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In my bedroom...

I took a look at my reflection and squealed at the sight of me.

"Ooohh, mom! I'm gonna set these towels on fire!"

I grabbed the first piece of clothing from the pile of clothes in my dresser and swiftly put them on.

My phone suddenly started beeping; notifying me of the meeting scheduled at 8 AM today. I groaned. I guess calling in sick is the only option I have. I sighed heavily; sitting on the side of my bed.

He's back, Rozie. He's back again. He's really persistent. Give him some credit. I pursed my lips together. I took the comb from the bedside table and began brushing my hair. I've got to have answers this time around. He can't keep nudging me off.

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I went downstairs and found him picking up the beer bottles scattered on the floor.

"You got drunk last night." It was more of a statement than a question actually.

"Everybody needs to get drunk once in a while. Just leave it. I'll put it away myself."

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