Take Me Away novel Chapter 25

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As soon as she got off the bus, Fiona tried to make a phone call to Spencer but he didn't pick up. 'He must be angry,' she thought.

She quickened her pace towards her apartment, trying her best to dismiss the thoughts in her head.

After opening the door, she hung her bag on the rack and turned to check the vacant room. She called out, "Spencer? Are you here?"

Spencer was in the kitchen getting a drink of water when he heard Fiona's voice. After hastily swallowing his drink, he came out to the living room.

"Aahhh!"

Fiona was shocked to see Spencer standing before her, casually holding a cup of water. She couldn't say anything for two seconds, after which she could only scream, "Spencer! Why are you..."

There was no other word to describe Spencer aside from naked. He stood in front of her stripped down to his underwear. 'How dare he show himself in the living room only wearing his underwear!' Fiona thought.

Her face turned a bright red. Without saying anything more, she ran straight to her bedroom.

The corners of Spencer's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "What? I'm not naked!"

"Shame on you!"

Bang!

Fiona slammed the door loudly behind her.

But Spencer wasn't going to let her get off that easily. He ran after her and knocked on the door of her bedroom. "Hey! Can you hear me?"

Fiona was sitting on the edge of her bed. She tried her best to calm herself down but her heart wouldn't let her—it was racing! She took a few deep breaths, choosing to ignore Spencer.

"I just stepped out of the bathroom! You didn't answer when I tried to call you and you arrived just when I finished showering," He explained further. "You came in too quickly. I didn't even get the chance to say that I was only wearing underwear."

Fiona put her hands to her ears and shouted, "Well, don't just stand there! Go and put on some clothes! I don't want to listen to your excuses!"

On the other side of the door, a mischievous grin played on Spencer's lips. "Be honest, did you see my body? Am I in good shape?"

Fiona couldn't believe what she just heard. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Spencer..."

"Ha-ha..." Spencer whistled away as he walked to his own room. He was in such a good mood even as he put on his clothes.

At dinner, Fiona kept her head down and didn't speak.

"Hey, Fiona!" Spencer said as he tapped his plate with his chopsticks to get her attention. "You never talked much before, but now, you're even quieter. It wouldn't hurt you to make some noise. Could it be that you're still thinking about our little incident this afternoon?"

Fiona merely snorted. After a few moments, she said, "It must be my terrible luck I saw your body earlier." "Oh, come on! Plenty of women would kill to see this body. You just won the lottery!"

'How shameless!' Fiona thought.

"Don't talk with your mouth full!" she reproached. She kept her gaze on the food, trying not to mind Spencer. She had only caught a quick glimpse of his body earlier, but she was able to take in a good look. The memory of it all was still fresh in her mind. Every line and muscle on his body were in its right place. He looked like he was in much better shape than most models. This was probably because he had been training from an early age.

Hearing no response from Fiona, Spencer pursed his lips. Trying his best to start a conversation, he asked, "Where's your sketchpad? Have you finally decided to quit painting?"

"It's because the new semester is about to start. I put it away to take it to the university."

"The semester's about to begin?" Spencer raised his eyebrows. "When?"

"I'll be leaving next weekend." Fiona bit on her chopsticks as she tried to organize her thoughts. "I'll be boarding at school from then on. Since you'll be living here alone, you have to learn how to take care of yourself."

Spencer slammed his hand on the table and said, "I can take care of myself. I'm not a kid."

"That's great to hear."

"You..." Spencer glared at Fiona. "If you want to go to school, go to school. But since you don't have classes on weekends, you have to come back every time I'm here. You have to take care of me."

"I won't be coming back on weekends," Fiona declared.

"I will go to your college personally to drag you back if you won't come on your own."