Chapter 98. Not Like This

Marissa had just stepped out of the shower when she heard the peal of the doorbell. She looked at the clock.

Ah, ah, so fast?" She thought, "Did she lose her key or what?" She cinched her towel tighter under her armpit as she went to open the door.

"What happened? I thought you went out with your... The smile died on her face as she trailed off. 

"What the heck?" She thought as she took in the sight of Bernard looking all fresh and alert at her doorstep.

"What on earth are you doing at my place? How did you even know this place?" She confronted him.

"Wow, not the reception I was expecting, but I can live with that; I am but a messenger to deliver a message to you. You wouldn't be the type to shoot a messenger, would you?" He asked with his head cocked to one side, his eyes involuntarily sliding to her bare legs as the towel stopped mid-thighs. The opening in front gave him a tantalizing glimpse of her damp thighs as the water glistened off her t