Page 23 of Monster's Delight

The shower room was across the hall and down a couple doors from our room. I ducked in and luxuriated in the hot water cascading over my head. I really needed to take more time for this during the week. Time for my brain to just relax and not think about anything for twenty minutes.

Feeling refreshed, I wrung the water out of my hair, wanting to blow dry it when I got back to the room, and wrapped myself back up in my towel.

Angry voices filtered through the door before I opened it.Malevoices.

I pulled open the door, but could barely step through before coming face to face with Chuck and Aiden.

Chuck was red with anger, the color blotchy on his neck.

“Excuse me,” I said, feeling the bathroom door bump into my ass. “Can you please take this argument somewhere else? Like to your wing, perhaps?”

“I was coming to ask you to lunch,” Chuck said, smoothing his hair back from his face.

I stared at him. “I’m in a towel.”

“Well,” he said, obviously flustered. “I was expecting to go to your room.”

“How do you know my room number?” I asked, placing my hand on my hip.

Chuck’s gaze dropped to my cleavage and I sighed.

“What about you, Aiden?” I asked, turning to him like a moth to a flame. “Why are you here?”

“I ran into your roommate in the mess.” He paused. “Or I guess I could say she cornered me. She told me your room number and said I should come get you.”

“Chuck, you followed him, didn’t you?” I groaned. “I don’t want to deal with this right now. I’m still wet and my shower caddy is getting heavier by the second.” I pushed through them.

“Siobhan, wait—” Aiden’s warning came too late to save my dignity, but at least it sort of explained what was going on.

The whole thing felt like it happened in slow motion; I felt a tug on my towel, and then the tuck I’d made over my breasts sagged. Not even a breath later, the towel was no longer on my body.

Without even looking, I called my towel back to me and had it wrapped around me. I fought back the blush of embarrassment that I was sure was going to be on my cheeks.

Chuck’s choking is getting on my nerves,I thought, rummaging through my shower caddy for my room key.

And then it hit me. I hadn’t brought it with me.

My head fell forward, banging onto the door. “Well, shit.”

“I’m sorry, I tried to warn you as soon as I noticed your towel was stuck in the door,” Aiden said quietly.

“It’s not that. I forgot my room key.” I put the caddy on the floor in front of the door and considered my options.

“I know where you can hang out, my fawn, and you won’t need any clothes either,” Chuck said.

I ignored him.

“I can go get Hazel, or I can lend you clothes while you can go get her,” Aiden offered.

“I’m a witch,” I reminded both of them. “I can transform my towel into clothing and back again with a thought. Now, if you’ll both excuse me, I really need to concentrate. Aiden, raincheck, I promise.”

I returned to the bathroom, just in case my transformation didn’t go quite as planned, and after more exercise than I had planned before eating today, was able to retrieve the key, get properly dressed, and return in time to catch the last call for lunch.

“I could really use your help with my essay in Charms and Potions,” Hazel told me while I ate. “I’m good with the potion part, but comparing them to a charm is throwing me for a loop.”

“Not a problem. I brought my family’s grimoire down with me because I wanted to read a little more in it before I started studying tomorrow. I’m officially declaring today a brain-break day.”

“And that has nothing to do with the handsome young man I gave our room number to,” Hazel teased. “I can’t believe you flashed him.”

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