He stood there, his six-pack on full display, his hair a damp mess. A towel was wrapped around his slim waist. “What the fuck are you doing in here, Dot?” Hot, liquid anger swirled in my gut, making my entire body hum with fury. “Why?” I raised a stack of ruined pictures in my fist, tilting my chin up daringly. “Why do you hate me? What did I ever do to you?”
