Alina's Pov
“Can you help me?”
“With what?” This time I turned around with a frowning face?”
“To change?”
I was sure I turned the shade of a cherry. My eyes widened at his response. He did not just say that, did he?
“What?”
“I mean, can you get my clothes from the wardrobe? I really don't feel well. You know, dizzy and lethargic,” right, calm down, Alina. Get your mind out of the gutter! He was just asking for help to get his clothes. Not actually help him change.
“Sure,” I nodded. “Do you want anything specific?”
“Anything comfortable would do. When you walk into the wardrobe, the left side is dedicated to all the sweats and t-shirts.”
“Right,” I quickly moved to the sliding wardrobe and was amazed at how organized it was. I slid the door of the first cupboard to
