Chapter Seven

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I awake late in the afternoon, stretching my arms to the side as I yawn. Being on that plane for so many hours on that hard seat sure has gotten me beat. I look around, noticing that I'm completely alone in Sean's room. I get up and exit the room, wondering where he was. I find him sprawled out on the couch, TV on and his eyes closed.

"Sean?" I question, slowly walking into the room. My voice comes out in a whisper as I approach him, smiling as I realize he's sleeping.

"Hmm?" He stirs, opening his eyes. "Dixie?" He questions, looking up at me from the couch.

"What are you doing out here sleeping with the TV on?" I chuckle lightly, walking over to sit next to him on the couch.

"I figured you didn't need me to sleep in there anymore once the sun came up. I came out here to watch TV and I guess I fell asleep," he replies sheepishly, running his hand through his hair.

"Is it all right if I take a shower?" I question, running a hand through my own hair, only to notice it's getting greasy.

"Help yourself."

"Thanks," I reply before rushing back into his room to grab my bathroom supplies. I walk into his bathroom, brushing my hair before I get undressed. I wait for the water to warm up before stepping into the shower, letting the water wash away my stress and nerves. I relax more, singing as I scrub my body. I massage shampoo and conditioner into my hair, working it into my scalp. Rinsing my hair and body, I decide to shave. After about forty minutes in the shower I'm done and clean. I dry off before turning to get dressed, only to notice I forgot to grab clothes before hopping into the shower.

I cuss silently before wrapping the towel around my body and walking into Sean's room. I freeze when I see him standing in the middle of the room, working on pulling up his underwear. I let out a squeak as I see nothing but his ass, my heart thumping out of my chest. I cover my eyes and turn around.

"Shit!" Sean cusses as he notices me standing there, my bare back turned towards him. He grabs his clothes and runs out of the room, yelling sorry as he does. I sigh as I turn around, walking over to my suitcase to pick out an outfit.

Forever I will have the image of his tiny ass stuck in my mind.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 11, 2015 ⏰

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