"Friend," he said lightly.

Rianne clearly didn't believe him. If they were friends, why would their interactions be so intimate? Moreover, their exchange yesterday afternoon was far from a typical friendship.

Rianne wisely closed her mouth; her current status didn't warrant asking too many questions.

Michael paused, feeling a surge of annoyance when she didn't press further.

"Aren't you curious?" Michael couldn't help but ask.

Rianne was enjoying the comfortable water temperature beneath her. She blinked lightly at his question and shook her head.

The air grew silent for a moment.

"I'm done showering," Rianne said finally.

In the room, Rianne began to survey her surroundings. Being the most luxurious...