Chapter eighteen

Raymond stepped out of the bathroom, he dried his body with a towel and reached up to dry his hair when his door was thrown open. He used the towel to cover his lower part immediately as he glared at the door to see the intruder.

Felicity walked over to the bed and sat down not noticing the murderous way the man in the room was looking at her, "good morning little Ray" she beamed but there was a tinge of shyness to her normal cheerful ways which Raymond didn't fail to notice and he knew the reason but he is just not in the mood to think about that now.

"Felicity, what are you doing here?" He asked as he tried to wrap the towel round his waist without revealing his nakedness to her. The reason he is fighting against that? He had no idea. He has always been a man who appreciates his body and don't fail to use any opportunity to show off in front of a woman, so he can't understand why he felt the urge of covering himself in her presence. 

"I'm I no longer welcomed in your