6| Where Love And Desire Meet

Placing the cleaned cup inside the cupboard, I took his own empty cup from his hands and washed it down the running water. "Leave them on the sink. Maid will take care of it." He said. 

"I'm already done with it." Wiping my wet hands in the kitchen towel, I took my place, leaning on the dining table beside him. 

Soft blow of semi-wet breeze from the corner of the slightly open window reminded me I was still in my wet clothes and I shivered in cold, wrapping my hands around my shoulders to keep me warm. 

I heard Heath shuffle beside me before he placed soft dry towel on my still wet hair, applied pressure over the cloth and started to dry my hair. 

"I can do it mys-" I tried to take the towel from his hands but he used his height to his advantage. 

"Keep still." He said, his voice hinting authority and I pressed my lips in thin line, nodding meekly. <