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When Hadeon's hand had moved in an upward direction while still holding the end of the towel, Mallory quickly turned with her back facing him.

"I know you are my number one admirer, but barging in like that for a sneak peek? So eager," Hadeon clicked his tongue.

She heard something drop on the ground, and she gulped. Please, don't be naked! Mallory prayed while her eyes were tightly shut. Trying to find words, she said, "I—I didn't mean to come at such a time." 

"Are you suggesting you regret not arriving when the towel dropped? You must be regretting it," Mallory heard him whisper next to her ear, and it was enough for her thoughts to scatter out of her head. "What a naughty woman."

Mallory shook her head and took a step away while also turning so that his words didn't fall on the shell of her ear. How would she know that he was going to take a bath now? What was the time again?