The Hidden Truth

After using the washroom in his office to clean her face, Rafaella said, "You remodeled your office."

Alexus, freshly out of the shower, dried his face and responded, "Yeah, and I want to change the furnishings every year."

"I appreciate your taste." She also remarked, "How convenient it was to have a restroom in the room. But isn't having a jacuzzi installed right here at your workplace a bit excessive?"

"Oh..." He fumbled around for a solution. "I like to stay here and chill out in a traffic jam. It's a relief for my aching back."

"Alone?" Their gazes met.

"Hmm. Is there something fishy going on in there?" He gave her a cheeky look and smiled. "Jealous?"

"Not at all. I was considering how you spend your time. Well, it's a bachelor playboy's life..."

With a laugh, he stepped up beside her. In the reflection, they locked gazes.

"I'm not that way anymore, Rafa. Those were the days when I was a teenager. Since it was put in, I'm the only one who's used the restroom."

She turned to face