#Chapter 330: Only Trying To Help You

I had been naked for a while, but suddenly, with Bridget here now, seeing us, I felt vulnerable and exposed in a way I had never been with just Nicholas alone. I held up the towel, blocking as much of myself – and Nicholas – as I could. “What the hell, Bridget?” Nicholas snapped. Where my first instinct had been embarrassment, Nicholas’s had been anger. He twisted me in his arms, hiding me behind the cover of his body as much as he could. “Since when don’t you knock.” Instead of leaving, Bridget came more fully into the room and then casually closed the door behind her. She turned back around, facing us, and she glared at us both. “I’d wanted to talk to you, Nicholas. Privately. I had no idea you’d have… company.” The word dripped with venom. “Leave, Bridget,” Nicholas said, his voice lowering dangerously. “Now.” Bridget crossed her arms. “You both must think I’m some kind of idiot. I’ve suspected you have been screwing around for a while now.” “This isn’t your business,” I sai