A pair of arms surrounded her suddenly and pulled her back. Arianne could almost feel the dampness from his fresh shower and smelt the fragrance of body wash. Her hands supported herself on his chest, unknowingly they were shaking. The arms that were wrapped around her waist let go abruptly.
“Get lost.”
For some reason, his voice was a little raspy. Arianne had no idea how she had upset him again so she scurried off at once.
It was when she returned to the storeroom that she had regrets. She had forgotten to ask him about Will Sivan. Recalling what happened just now, however, the courage to seek him again slipped away from her.
When morning came the next day, Mary came into the storeroom with a glass of water.
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