I had been married before and was no longer an innocent little girl who knew nothing about the world. Naturally, I knew that Tom was probably taking a cold shower.
Once enough time passed, the heat in his body would subside, and everything would be okay.
My thoughts brought relief as I checked my phone and saw a message from Dawn. Without hesitation, I opened it.
"Are you asleep? Please tell me you're not sharing a bed with Mr. White."
Dawn's message was just as playful as her personality. However, the phrase "sharing a bed" struck a nerve with me.
I felt my cheeks grow hot and couldn't help but send her a selfie back with the response, "I have my own room."
I was no naive young girl. But when he left to take a cold shower, it felt like fireworks had exploded in my mind.
The bathroom's soundproofing was disappointingly subpar. The sound of water rushing from the shower triggered an image in my mind that made my heart race and my face flush against my will. I instinctively covered my ears, but it did little to drown out the noise.
In the background, I heard some commotion coming from the bathroom behind me. Suddenly, a wave of steam filled the air, and the scent of his body wash enveloped me, overpowering my senses.
"What were you reciting? Some sacred text?" Tom smirked as he playfully grabbed my wrist and pulled it away from my ear.
I turned to find him looking at me with a smile on his face and a deep gaze.
"I-I was practicing my voice-over lines for work..." I stuttered, taking a few steps back. I pulled my hand away.
"Really?"
Tom lifted the blanket and settled into bed, gesturing for me to join him. I hesitated, rooted to the spot. He patted the space next to him with a smile, but it didn't seem like he was inviting me in a romantic way. It was more casual as if we were discussing the pleasant weather outside.
"What's wrong? Come on. Let's go to bed," he said.
Tom's tone shifted, his voice becoming lazy yet magnetic. There was a hint of an affectionate chuckle in it, making my ears tingle. "What? Are you afraid I'll lose control and take advantage of you at night?" His eyebrows rose slightly as he asked.
Although I was concerned about that deep down, hearing him say it so directly made me feel less anxious. It should be fine now.
"Um... I'll sleep on this side..." I grabbed the pillow and moved to the bottom of the bed. I lifted the blanket and slipped into bed, making sure to stay as far away from Tom as possible.
"Alright, I'll turn off the lights now. Good night..." Tom smiled slightly as he called out my name in a husky voice, "Grace."
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