Katrina stood up and went to the dishrack, looking busy. Without the towel, Algin was completely naked. Really, Katrina, her imagination was running wild this early in the morning.
He straightened up and stared at her before heading up to his room. Katrina wasn't done with the utensils when he came back down, this time in his khaki shorts and black v-neck shirt. His hair was still wet and unruly. He comfortably sat in his chair and eyed her intensely. Katrina sat back down. She wasn't sure if she should get more food, as the atmosphere was too awkward. Was it always like this in the mornings? If so, she might have to skip breakfast in the future.
"I'm sorry." They both said at the same time.
"I'm not really judging you."
"I don't want to obligate you to cook breakfast for two." They sa
