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My heart is pounding in my ears as I race past him and nearly run straight into a wall. Without pausing, I keep my feet moving as quickly as possible. I can't get out fast enough.
Halfway to the main cabin, I pause to straighten my dress, keeping my head ducked. My feet are bare, and my face is no doubt flush with color.
On the steps of the main cabin, I hop into my shoes and resist the urge to glance over my shoulder. I don’t stop walking until I’m back in my own cabin.
There, I throw myself onto the couch and groan.
Then I bury my face against the nearest pillow and let out a muffled scream. When I stop, I stand up, go into the bathroom, and fill up the tub.
While I wait, I turn the whole thing over and over in my head, growing more and more confused with each passing second.
A part of me wants to stomp back over to Adrian’s room and demand an explanation.
The other part of me is too horrified to set foot outside my room.
Now I’m worried that the ranch staff is going to be talking about the half-naked girl in Adrian’s room. Do they know it was me?
I can already hear the rumors swirling.
This is not good!
Or maybe I’m blowing it out of proportion. As far as everyone else is concerned, women throwing themselves at Adrian is normal.
Hell, I’m sure a few of them have even gotten creative over the years. But I’m sure none of them have ever run out of his room while he screams bloody murder.
I let my dress fall to the floor with a flutter and pause to throw my lingerie into the laundry basket. The water is lukewarm and soothing against my flushed skin.
So, I sit there and soak and try to unravel the enigma that is Adrian Steele.
By the time I come out, my skin is shriveled and I’m no closer to understanding him. With a sigh, I wander into my bedroom in my fluffy robe and climb onto the bed.
I alternate between watching a show on my laptop and staring at my phone. Even though I know Adrian can’t reach me because of the rules, a part of me is hoping he’ll break them.
Even if only to explain his bizarre, over the top reaction to my being in his room.
In the morning when I wake up, I am covered in sweat, and I’ve got popcorn crumbs all over me. After I clean up the bed, I step into the shower and wonder what I’m going to say to Adrian.
As I rummage through my closet, I’m struck with the urge to call Savannah and get her take on things.
The urge is so strong I imagine myself walking away from the ranch and stopping only after I get a signal.
In the end, it’s my growling stomach that propels me out of my cabin and onto the main path that leads to the dining room.
I run into a few guests on the way there, but other than one quick nod in my direction, no one acknowledges me.
I’m starting to think nobody’s even heard about what happened until I step into the dining room and everyone is whispering.
However, when I join the line at the buffet table, I realize that nobody has a clue.
This fills me with a small amount of relief.
I add some tomatoes and cucumbers to my plate.
When I reach the omelet station, I still don't hear anything alarming. Weakly, I give the chef my order and shift from one foot to the other.
I retrieve a bowl of yogurt and skip the line near the toaster, color creeping up my cheeks the entire time. I'm nervous as hell to face Adrian, what do I say to him?
I find a table in the back, pull my chair out, and sink lower into my seat.
