Katie's P. O. V.
The next morning is usual. The alarm rings, I dismissed it and got out of the bed. Groaning, I walked towards my closet searching for something old and something comfy, unfortunately I do not find any; and plus I'm going late. Shaking my head and sighing I rushed into the washroom grabbing my towel and undergarments and close the door behind me.
Ten minutes later when I come out I feel a presence in my room and looking around I see him on my bed---may I add, he is shirtless. My eyes widen as I shriek, kind of a reflex---which might have grabbed his attention because now he looks up at me and that's when I realize about my state and the fact that I am only in a towel in front of him. He practically checks me out as he grins. I frown, "What do you want Lockwood?" I state a
