CHAPTER 35

"Where is it?!" I snapped.

He had a bored expression on his face but it quickly changed when he looked at me. He stared at me with a heated gaze, making me realize that I was still naked.

Damn it. How could I forget?

I went to his walk-in closet, ignoring him as he yelled behind me.

"Get out before I drag your ass out of here!"

I just shrugged. I grabbed one of his shirts and quickly put it on. I can't go back to my room.

"Sorry, but I think I'm the one who will drag you out," I told him while carrying the first aid kit I found in his bathroom.

"You won't give up, would you?" he snorted.

"Oh, I won't," I smirked at him before plopping on his bed, in front of him. "Now, let me see."

He tried to pull his hand away but I quickly caught it. I glared at him before checking his wound. It looked nasty. Who in their right mind will make a punching bag out of a concrete wall?

But oh well, at least he never thought of punching me instead. I was right in front of him!

I laid his hand on my lap.