He's looks so cute in my dad's pyjamas. The top is undone displaying his wide muscular chest, and the pants, oh my goodness, they're barely staying on his deliciously slim hips. Without thinking, I lick my lips. He must have seen me ogling him because he's gone bright red and he's hitching up his pants. Shaking his head, he closes the door and walks towards me. “Tom's here,” he whispers. “He said you phoned him and asked him to take you out. Please tell me you didn't so I can order him to leave.” Biting my lip, I stare up at him. Crap, don't tell me they're going to fight again. If they do it'll be my fault. I wanted to make Seal jealous, but I should have thought of the consequences. “Eloise, answer me.” “Oh, I'm Eloise now?” He glances up at the ceiling as if he's annoyed. “Don't play games, just answer me.” “Okay, I did ring him, but why do you care?” His runs his hand through his hair, an exasperated look on his face. “Why? You know what he's like.” He looks at my clothes and frowns.
