Chapitre 22: You can't shame the shameless

Leonardo unplugged the hairdryer from the wall and turned to keep it in a drawer when he saw Amani who looked dazed, like she was not fully awake, sitting up in bed.

"You're awake..." He said casually and moved towards her. "Why do you look so flushed? Bad dreams?" He asked as he opened one of his bedside drawers and put the hairdryer away

Amani's flush deepened when she heard him ask if she had a bad dream. 

'No! It wasn't a bad dream! It was a very disturbing and erotic dream and you, bastard, was the star of the show!' She thought to herself in embarrassment, unconsciously raising her hand to feel her hot cheek before she reached further up to touch her hair. 

'Oh shit!' she swore to herself and frantically used her hand to pat all over her hair. Her thick wavy hair that was perfectly styled in the morning now felt matted down on one side while the other side felt as if it was curled up in a frizz ball.