66 His Not Secret Affair

Hailey walks toward the sliding door and unlocks it. Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes widened, seeing Vince wrapped only with a bath towel around his waist and water dripping from his wet hair traveling to his broad chest and down to his...

'What am I doing?' Hailey shook her head and lowered her gaze to the floor. She is about to get out of the closet; Vince puts his hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"Just stay inside."

"I'm done already! You can have the closet for yourself!" She laughs nervously; Hailey resumes her steps to pass Vince. However, Vince blocked her way. She asked him, "Do you need anything?"

"I have something to talk to you about," Vince answered with a serious tone.

This time, she looks at Vince's eyes. She began wondering if there was something that happened that he was now wearing a poker face.

"Sure! We can talk in the living room!" Hailey smiles awkwardly; she attempts to pass him again.