Christen eyes widened at the sound coming from the door. It was only Alex but she didn't know if she could face Alex after what happened in the bathroom.
Especially after she realized one of the two people she was imagining walked in on her.
That wasn't her initial intent heading into the shower. She knew it wasn't wise to take a nap, even for 45 minutes, before bed time but the game really took it out of her.
She knew she was going to have to pull out all the stops to go to bed at her usual time. Even though tomorrow was an off day, she liked to stick to her schedule.
Alex has one of those fancy shower heads that can really do some things to you. It just so happened that she had the shower head aiming at one of her most sensitive parts.
One thing lead to another and before she knew it, she was moaning like a bitch in heat. She was so close, she could feel it but as she increased her efforts she heard a muffled groan.
Her eyes flew open just in time to see the outline of Alex's retreating figure. She felt completely mortified after she realized Alex had caught her and that seemed to turn her on even more.
It didn't seem right to continue so she hurried up and washed before heading to her bedroom at the moment.
She had kept on replaying the events of the shower in her head over and over, too wrapped up to bother getting dressed.
The knock was startling and she scrambled to find her towel and her composure.
"I'm coming!" She winced at the double entendre and hoped Alex wouldn't catch on.
Alex waited patiently outside, staring at her own sock covered feet. The door flew open and she glanced up, working her jaw to make sure it didn't fall open.
Christen Press was truly a sight to behold in all her towel clad glory. Alex found herself wishing the towel was smaller. Or even better, the towel would unravel and reveal all that she yearned for.
Sure they shared a locker room but Christen was very meticulous and careful with what she revealed in pretty much every aspect of her life, including her body, unfortunately for Alex.
"Hey," Alex smirked at Christen as the other woman grabbed at her towel.
"Hi," Christen muttered shyly.
"Umm...I'm sorry for bothering you. Do you want something to eat?" Alex asked hesitantly as she played with the waistband of her shorts.
Christen's eyes widened as she followed the movement. Alex quickly came to the realization that it seemed as if she was insinuating eating something other than dinner.
"I meant some food for dinner unless you would like otherwise?" Alex laughed as Christen blushed but her laugh cut off as the blush traveled down to her cleavage.
"I'm just joking," but Alex really wasn't joking. She just didn't want the girl to panic. There was also the fact that she had not spoken to Tobin about it though she felt like they would be on the same page.
"Oh well um did you want to make something or order takeout?" Christen tried to hide her disappointment but knew she did a terrible job.
"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."
They decided to order take out because of how late it was getting. The place wasn't to far and they had one of the best wraps Alex had tasted in her life.
Soon enough, they were both sitting on the couch eating and listening to Alex's bomb ass playlists. Alex finished her food first and soon started singing along to the song.
