Summer didn’t spend long in the shower; just long enough to get warm all through and rinse her hair. She pulled the towel tight about her body, one hand pinning the other towel to the top of her head, and came out without thinking where Xavier might be.
[ ❧ ─ Since he had heard Summer coming out of the bathroom, he had his eyes covered by that time and was standing next to the door. “Ehm, the clothes are right there on the bed. I’m out here if you need me.”
She giggled. “I’m decent, Xavier, I promise. There’s nothing to see.” Picking up the clothes and trying not to let the towel unwind itself from her hair, she scooted back into the bathroom and pulled on the clothes. She came back out, wet towels and clothes folded over one arm. “I really owe you.”