The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 358

Petty was soaked, water dripping from her clothes and pooling at her feet before she even made it past the doorway.

She walked into the bedroom, which was ridiculously spacious, at least as big as two Misty Vale bedrooms put together.

Right in the middle, a king-size bed stood covered in deep, dark blue sheets. The color was so tranquil, just like the sea. She couldn’t help but think of everything that happened out on the water just now.

Her lips stung, swollen and red from his kisses, and she winced, sucking in a breath. Where he had bitten her, it hurt and tingled all at once.

Footsteps echoed up the stairs. Slow, steady, completely unhurried.

Franco appeared, also dripping wet. He glanced up and caught sight of her slender figure standing so still in the doorway. She seemed lost in her thoughts.

For a second, the memory in his mind and this moment overlapped. His gaze sharpened, and he picked up his pace.

Petty heard his footsteps coming closer. The memory of what happened on the sea flashed through her mind and made her angry all over again. She stormed into the bathroom, slammed the door, and locked it.

She peeled off her wet clothes and switched on the shower. Warm water poured over her, washing away the salt, but not the sting.

After a few minutes, she saw his tall shadow behind the frosted glass of the bathroom door. He was right outside.

“Open the door,” he said.

“I’m showering,” Petty replied, sounding bored. The water drowned out most of her voice.

Franco didn’t say anything else. He waited in silence. When the water finally shut off, he caught her mumbling quietly to herself.

“There’s no bathrobe in there,” he called, his voice low and steady. “Open up, I’ll hand it to you.”

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