CLARK’S POV

What the heck? She can’t leave me like this. After getting my attention, she wants to take a bath? Not now.

By the way, where did she learn to be this confident? She had completely caught me off guard.

“Aurora, can we talk before you take your bath?” I asked, leaning forward.

“No, Mr. Robertson. I’m really tired and warm. I just want to shower and rest,” she replied as she picked up her clothes.

“Aurora, you started this conversation. Don’t walk away from me now,” I said, sitting up.

“You want to argue because I didn’t do what you wanted?” she asked.

I sighed.

“Aurora, I’m trying...