*Anaïs*
The sound of the front door opening pulls me from my thoughts, and I see Mathis stepping into the apartment. He looks tired, but a small smile forms on his face as he sees me.
“Hey, Anaïs,” he says, walking over to give me a quick peck on the cheek. “You look like you have had a long day, too.”
I nod, biting my lip nervously. “Yeah, there’s something I need to talk to you about, if you have a moment.”
He glances down at himself, then wrinkles his nose. “Actually, I could really use a shower first. Can it wait for after?”
“I would really like to get this done.” I mumble. This is very unlike him and I really want this over with. “Can’t the shower wait?”
He gives me one of those looks, like I am an ignorant child. “Honestly, I won’t feel comfortable before I had a shower. The p
