Chapter 20

I turned off the water and opened the door to grab the towel and wrap it around me. X shockingly, was facing the other way the whole time. "Are you deaf or something?" My head snapped in his direction. "Where the hell did that come from?" Instead of answering me, he walked into the room. He sat down on the chair that sat opposite the bed by one of the French doors. "There are some things we need to talk about." I felt the familiar chill that he gave me when he spoke. I was wrong. He's not pissed. He's livid and he's damn good at hiding it. "What about?" My voice was shaking and weaker than I'm used to it. "Let's be fair. You ask a question then I'll ask a question. Deal?" I felt like I was making a deal with the devil if I said yes but there were so many things I wanted to ask him. "Deal." "What's your question?" He stared at me completely statuesque, giving away nothing that was on his mind. "Why did you ask if I was deaf?"