V A L E R I E
When we arrived, I quickly opened the door, and led him inside, closing it.
"So, make yourself comfortable. You can use the guest bathroom to take a shower, if you want."
"Sounds good. Do you have a towel?"
"In the closet. Help yourself," I said, walking to my own bathroom, and stripping off my wet clothes.
I quickly changed into some dry shorts and a tank top.
I didn't know why I was nervous.
When I stepped back out, I saw him sitting on the couch, the towel hanging low on his waist.
God, his abs were chiseled and defined.
"I used your shampoo and body wash. I hope you don't mind."
"Oh, it's fine," I mumbled, averting my gaze. "I'll go check if I have some clothes that would fit you. You can borrow them. And, uh, you can sit and watch TV.
I walked towards my room
