Chapter 36: Confession
Lethia’s eyes widened, and her jaw slackened as she saw who had been waiting for her outside the restroom. She still couldn’t believe a famous actor actually knew her, let alone turned into some kind of stalker outside the ladies’ room.
"You... What are you doing here? Like... what the hell are you doing standing in front of the ladies’ restroom?"
"Your aura pulled me here," Caelum replied with a wicked grin, winking as if he hadn’t just said something utterly insane.
"Don’t mess around! You—" Lethia glanced left and right, lowering her voice. "Don’t talk to me like you know me, alright? And I don’t recall having any business with you. So let’s just go our own way. Bye."
She waved one hand and strode off down the corridor, leaving him behind.
"I’m hooked on you. So now you’ve got to take responsibility!"
Lethia turned her head to Caelum who walking beside her. He looked slightly shorter than Renar, but still taller than her.
Maybe it was the family bloodline, but they both had side profiles that made her knees weak. Lethia shook her head, annoyed at herself, then came to a stop and faced him.
"If you say it like that, then you better take responsibility for all your fans too, since you’ve got them hooked on you just the same."
Caelum just laughed, his feet shifting on the floor like a teenager smitten stupid. Then his eyes locked on hers, gentle, but laced with danger.
"Your brain’s so sexy. You’re really my type, you know. I’m not as smart as you, so I don’t think that far ahead about fans or whatever. All I know is, when I want something—I take it. And I want you."