Wait. Wait. Wait. Is he planning on doing something funky? Because I am not ready for it. Not yet ready at all. Oh, well. I could always just say no to his advances. He'll understand them. And maybe I'm just overthinking. I got up and went to my bathroom and took a quick bath just to remove the smell of paint and turpentine off of me. After I'm done bathing, I put lotion all over my body just it wouldn't dry out during the not, did my night routine, if I had any, and changed into my nighties. And by the time that I got out of the bathroom, Andrew was already waiting for me by the window.
How come I didn't hear him come inside? Was I that engrossed in myself? I shrugged and walked up to him. I unconsciously hugged him from behind and tiptoed until my chin is resting on his shoulder. He loo
