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I toss my towel onto the entryway floor, followed by my bikini. Then, I head straight to the shower. The steam rehydrates my chlorine sapped skin. Feels so good after all the traveling. I feel the tiredness in every part of my body. It aches.
I take a few deep breaths. I’ll feel better after a nap. And if I don’t, I’ll feel better in the morning.
After a long shower, I towel off and drop that on the floor too. It’s a hotel. I can afford to be a little messy now and then.
“Shit,” I say to myself when I realize I left the hotel provided robe out in the main room earlier. Oh well. I strut into the main room, running my hands through my hair and yawning.
“Oh, my god, Dana!”
I scream and duck down behind the bed before I can even fully process what’s happening.
Drew is in the room.
How did I forget after all that fucking consternation thatDrewis sharing a room with me? “Did you see anything?”
“N-not a lot.”
I peek up over the bed. He’s standing in front of the open door, still in his trunks, a towel around his neck and his Hawaiian shirt hanging open, revealing his chest. God, what a beautiful chest. Dark swirls of hair, taut pecs and abs, a scar from when he had his appendix removed as a child that I’d love to feel against my lips just once.
Dear god, what is happening to me?
“You’re lying,” I say.
“Well, you walked in here as if you owned the place, how was I supposed to know you’d be…” He gestures errantly toward me and then sighs. “Sorry, I’ll knock next time or–”
I rest my forehead against the bed. “Could you close the door?”
“Sorry, sorry, I’m so–” I hear the door latch heavily.
“This is so embarrassing.”
“Trust me, you’re not as embarrassed as I am.”
Was it really so embarrassing for him to see me naked? Am I hideous? “Can you hand me my robe?” I ask, holding my hand up over the bed, keeping myself concealed from plain view.
I hear him shuffling around for a minute before he finally comes upon the robe and tosses it my way. It lands right in my hand. “Good throw,” I mumble and throw it over my shoulders like a cloak.
“Thanks. I watch baseball.”
I can’t hold back a snort of laughter. “Shut up.” I tie the robe around my waist and pop up from behind the bed. Drew’s eyes are downcast on the ground. “I’m not naked anymore. You can look.”
“I know you’re not, I just…” His jaw tenses. His Adam’s apple bobs.
“What?”
Drew shakes his head. “Nothing. I’m going to take a shower.” Except he doesn’t move. Not even one inch.
“Why are you being weird?”
“I’m not being weird.”
“Yeah, you are. Why won’t you look at me?”
Drew lifts his eyes toward me but doesn’t stop until he’s looking at the ceiling.
“Still not looking at me.”
“Yeah, I know, I just…I can’t. Sorry.”
