Due to the rules of his father's strange twisted game, Regan had no choice but to drop me back to Zeke’s room. However, upon entering we find his room empty. Regan sets me on the couch and I glance around. The sound of running water sends my gaze to a door through a giant walk in closet.
"He's showering," Regan states, peering in through the closet to the bathroom. I nod, making myself as comfortable as possible despite not wanting to spend the night here in this room with Zeke.
Regan wanders back over to me, peering down at me. "Will you be okay?" He asks and my eyes go to Gnash.
"She'll be fine, leave Gnash if you want. I can drop him back to you at dinner," Zeke says, drawing our attention to him. He is leaning against the closet doorway, with only a towel draped low in his hips.
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