When Luke brought Monica outside the room, he knew the risk. The walls were thin, and nearly every room opened into the dining area. Even the slightest noise could wake someone, and they would step into the hall first.
Still, was it okay if they saw him having sex with Monica? Truth be told, he didn't care what they heard. But he refused to let anyone see his beloved naked.
That was why he already had a plan.
The vanishing cloak.
"What are you doing here naked?" Dalia asked as she stepped out of her room. She couldn't help but blush when she saw Luke standing by the dining table, calmly drinking water.
He turned to look at her. "Is it a crime now to be a little less clothed on a sweltering night like this?"
Dalia rolled her eyes. "Less clothed?" She shook her head and decided to go back to her room, but not before taking a careful glance around.
