I tightened the towel around my body and took a deep breath. It's going to be fine, stop freaking out, I scolded myself.
I quickly walked to Carlisle's room and entered it without being seen. I breathed out a long sigh of relief. Then I heard it.
"Need something?"
I yelped from shock, nearly dropping my already too small towel in the process.
"Uh- I, uh, I need, um- I don't have any clothes." I choked out, blushing.
"Here."
I looked up to see him holding out a boxers and a t-shirt.
"You can change in here." He said, leaving the clothes on the bed and walking out of the room, giving me privacy.
What the hell is going on?
This morning I vowed I hated Carlisle- hell I even tried to injure him.
I am so confused.
I grabbed the clothes off the bed and changed.
"Carlisle? Yo
