Chapter 252 If You Need to Find Someone Else

Idris's expression froze for a second, then his movie-star handsome face twisted into a look that was half smirk, half eye roll. He met my gaze and asked, "Be with me?" I bit my lip and stayed silent, although it was pretty clear I thought he was a pain in the neck. Mid-conversation, something seemed to click for him, and he shot a look to the side. It was at the drawer he had just opened. Without thinking, I followed his gaze and saw he was holding a hair clipper. All I had seen before were the condoms inside the drawer, obvious and untouched. It took me a few seconds too long to get it, and then I blurted out, all flustered, "You want me to...?" "Give me a haircut," he said, his deep eyes fixed on me, a laugh dancing in them, though he managed not to let it out. After a beat, he said, "So, Yvette, you thought my shower was all about you?" His voice dropped on the last couple of words, making them sound extra flirty. My face felt like it was on fire, and I could not find the wor