Part 72

Caught up by him

His bathroom was as beautiful and large as it was. There was no shower but a large jacuzzi style bathtub. I started to run the bath until steam was billowing around and condensing on the mirror. 

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, my face was smeared with dirt and my bleached gold hair was falling messily on my shoulders. I could now see why he was disgustedly looking at me earlier but I do not find myself smelling awfully. 

The hot bath was tempting me and Stefan seemed preoccupied with his laptop. I wandered over the door and closed it under the pretense of collecting a towel from the rack. As quietly as I could, I bolted the door and ran across the room to the bathtub. My feet made no sound on the tiled floor. I knew I would be quick if I didn't want Stefan to discover me. 

It was foolish, I knew but the feeling of dirtiness hung around me and I wanted to be