DEL MORINO

The sight before me was enough to stop me in my tracks as the door creaked open and I entered the room.

Layla stood in the center of the room, her damp hair falling over her shoulders and a towel tightly wrapped around her body

I leaned idly against the doorframe, she turned around not expecting to see me.

“Del!” she snapped her wide eyes to mine like a startled deer, keeping the towel close to her chest like a lifeline.

" Why are you in this room?

I pretended not to understand what she was saying and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about? This is...