Kent had lunch sent up as well, setting the breakfast dishes outside the door. They ate sitting cross legged on the floor on either side of the coffee table. Afterwards, Kent took a quick shower and then went to Riley’s room to collect some of her clothes while she showered. She was out of the shower and twisting her hair into a knot at the top of her head, wearing only a towel, when Kent walked in with her clothes. He laid them down on the counter and then leaned against the door frame, watching her with wolfish eyes.
“I don’t get privacy to get changed?” she asked with a smirk.
“Nope,” he answered, the corner of his mouth twitching up. “Now that I got you, I’m not letting you out of my sight. Plus I like the view.”
She rolled her eyes as she dropped her towel and reached for her under
