Chapter 393

"Yeah, but I don't take a shower every time I wash my hair." Brandon's words made me chuckle. "Whatever. Just hurry up, or it'll be morning when you're done." I quickly pushed him into the bathroom, afraid that he might drag me in if I were any slower. When I first met Brandon, he came across as aloof and rugged, the kind of man indifferent to women. But I realize that once he let loose, he was unstoppable like the momentum of a flood that could burst through a dam. I cleaned up the table while he was showering. It was a habit I picked up from my parents since I was a kid, which was to never leave dirty dishes overnight. I was still tidying up the kitchen when the doorbell rang. At first, I thought I misheard, thinking it might be someone ringing a doorbell in another room. But as the doorbell continued to ring persistently, I realized it was indeed my room. Who could it be this late? I grabbed a napkin to wipe my hands and suspiciously walked to the door. Though Brandon was here