Chapter 146

Freya’s POV

He’s dripping wet, which makes his curly dark hair fall effortlessly longer than usual, covering a bit of his eyes. Right now, he looks like a shaggy dog.

“Oh… hey.” He responds as though he wasn’t expecting to see the both of us out here.

“What are you doing here, and out in the rain?” Xena asks as shocked as I am to see him sopping wet and dripping all over the floors.

“Uh… taking in nature?”

“Right.” She responds dryly, not buying his response.

She shakes her head, turning to me, suddenly looking too tired for anything.

“I swear, Freya… you have the weirdest friends.”

“You do realize you’re one of them, right?” I remind her.

“Whatever… I’ll go get you a towel I’m not going to use anymore.” She says, looking him all over.

It’s clear she feels enough discomfort from just watching him stand right there in wet clothes.

She shakes her head in disapproval while walking into the room.

His eyes fol