Brenna
I woke up to the sound of the shower running in the bathroom. On one hand, I wanted to go and have my first ever shower with him and maybe to entice him to do more of what he did last night and the night before that. I desperately wanted a redo of that particular night, but on the other hand I just wanted to lay there in the bed and laze around. After all, I didn’t get to do that before when I lived in my aunt’s house. But then I didn’t have to contemplate it anymore because when the shower stopped and the bathroom door opened, my decision was made as he walked out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on his person. Naked. Not even a towel.
I could feel my eyes bugging out of my sockets as I watched him walking to the closet, dripping and naked. Naked and wet. I had alread
