I showered quickly and, just like Roy, I got out before drying myself. There just wasn't enough room in the shower to do it. I watched Roy as he desperately tried not to stare at my nakedness. I got dressed more slowly than usual, but tried not to look like I was taking my time. I turned around, hoping that he would stare at my ass and legs.
I put on a flannel night gown, which was the only nightwear that I had brought, not thinking that I would need anything else. I was sleeping with my son, after all, and the wedding was supposed to be fake.
Roy had his boxers on pretending to watch television, but I could tell that he kept sneaking glances at me. I finally made it to bed, rolled over and kissed him one more time.
"Good night Roy", I said.
"Good night... ahh... Anna...", he returned.
