Madeline:
I panicked and instantly turned my back to him, pulling my robe shut and hugging myself.
I was pretty sure he saw it. He saw my entire front. I closed my eyes awkwardly.
"I'm so sorry," I heard Baxter murmur.
When I slowly turned around to check on him, I noticed he was facing away, anxiously running a hand through his hair.
"I promise I didn’t see anything. No, no, no—I don’t promise, but I didn’t see anything," he stammered, trying to explain to calm me down, but only made it worse.
What did he even mean by not wanting to promise?
"It's okay. I was wearing undergarments anyway," I lied, quickly tying the bathrobe.
"Yeah, right," he replied with a hint of sass.
I guess he didn’t really want to make me feel better, otherwise, he wouldn’t have questioned me.
He was calli
