Chapter 117 Bunking With The Big Bad Wolf
- I was slack-jawed at his implied request to stay, and it took me a good while to regain my composure.
- Once I did, though, I shoved the face towel at him and eked out, “I can't host two people here. Dry yourself off; I'm going to make some ginger tea.”
- Once I reached the haven known as my kitchen, I went through the motions of making ginger tea like a robot, chopping the ginger stiffly.