Saying goodbye....

Helena's POV…

“Huh? What?" She could have sworn she heard him say Tithen. "Aw god Xander, you know Tithen??" .

He gave her a murderous look, his chest heaving and she cowered back.

"20 minutes! I'll be in the truck," he spoke rigidly before walking out.

He knows Tithen! How ?? She always assumed that he didn't know so the thought of asking him never crossed her mind.

She threw away the sheets then hurriedly slid from the bed.

Her attention was caught by something blue on the floor but she brushed past it, grabbing her backpack and emptying its contents. She needed to repack everything for her stuff to fit in.

Standing there stark naked, her eyes began to wander around the room, locating the scattered clothes on the floor and she raced, swiping them.

Twenty minutes was too little for her to bath and be ready. There was no way she was going to meet with Tithen without bathing, especially after a night of steamy sex.

After packing her bag, she ran over to the tub and poured lots of wa