I got out of bed and shifted my gaze away from him. I slipped over my words and finally said, "I need to shower." After all, it had been a long trip." He didn't say anything. I could feel his gaze on me, though. God! I've never known him to be like this before. I'm anxious as to what he'll do. I didn't waste a single second and dashed to the restroom, slamming the door shut. I covered my face behind my hands because I was blushing. What's the matter with him? I just don't believe him.
But what am I going to do? I won't be able to remain here all night.
I turned on the shower as I had thought. I inhaled deeply and murmured, "No matter what, Ivy, you can do it."
Yes, having him was a dream come true for me. So, why am I so jittery? He is the love of my life. I will do my best.
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