You were soaked. Which was normal, you just finished a shower. You dried your bare body to the best of your capability, before wrapping the cloth around yourself. You were home alone besides the dogs, so the way you covered didn’t matter. As you advanced into the kitchen, your phone rang. It was him.

“ I’m coming home early. You can’t just walk around like that. “

Miguel’s husky voice snaked into your canal. There was a moment of confusion before a soft whirring hum.

Cameras.