"Could you open the trunk? My clothes should be in there... and please grab a towel for me," Ryan requested, his voice filled with a sense of urgency. Alexa nodded, swiftly opening the trunk to reveal a neatly arranged collection of clothes. She couldn't help but be impressed by Ryan's preparedness, having spare clothes stored in his truck for unexpected situations.
With a small smile, she grabbed a towel and handed it to him. As he began to towel off the water from his body, Alexa pulled out a clean white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans.
Turning around, she saw that Ryan had already wrapped the towel securely around his torso, putting her at ease. Holding out his clothes, she offered them to him with a soft voice. "Here," she said, her eyes lingering on his face.
Ryan took them from h
