-Megan-
When I emerged from the shower, I hastily dressed in blue shorts and a black t-shirt. Upon leaving the bathroom, I spotted Nathan on the bed, a tray of food in hand. He gestured to the vacant space beside him, flashing that irresistible smile that always made my heart flutter. I regarded him with a hint of suspicion, yet inwardly, my pulse quickened, and a smile crept onto my lips.
“What’s all this?” I inquired.
The bed remained unmade, its blanket now discarded on the bathroom floor.
“Feeling hungry?” he asked, popping a piece of bacon into his mouth.
I swallowed hard, nodding in response. While I knew he referred to actual food, given our recent escapade and his bare-chested state, my thoughts inevitably strayed elsewhere.
“Why not head downstairs to eat?” I suggested.
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