“Don’t make me repeat myself.” He crossed his arms. My hands were shaking as I pulled my shirt above me head and tossed it on the floor. I slid my pants off and kicked them by my shirt, staring at the floor. He stared at me without saying a word.
“Naked?” I whispered, my arms coming up to wrap around my body. He nodded and I blew out a shaky breath, pulling my bra and underwear off.
“Turn around.” I turned to face the sink, looking at everything but him. He cleared his throat and I turned back around to face him.
“Do you prefer waxing or shaving?” His voice was quiet, and my eyebrows arched in surprise. I looked at him and he was staring at me.
“Wax.” I whispered, my face turning red. He nodded, walking over to a cabinet and unlocking it with a key. I watched in confusion as he pul
