Eighteen.

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My eyes snapped open.

And I immediately noticed.

The absence of weight on my chest.

The shower was running.

And I could hear her singing.

With her sweet sounding voice.

I sat up laughing.

At the number of stuffed animals.

She had.

There were tons.

I was too engrossed in.

Inspecting her room.

To notice the shower turn off.

Before I knew it.

She walked through the doorway.

In nothing but a towel.

You can guess my reaction.

It was a very.

Embarassing one.

"What?"

She raised at eyebrow.

Pulling the towel tighter around her.

"Nothing."

I averted my eyes.

Suddenly very interested in her stuffed toys.

"See something you like?"

I could hear the smirk.

In her voice.

"Ha ha. No."

I said sarcastically.

Rolling my eyes.

"You know you want

All of this."

She teased, grabbing some clothes.

The water was dripping from her hair.

To her shoulders.

Down....

Down...

Do not look.

I had to discipline.

Myself.

"You know I would

Never like you like that anyway."

I said back.

And maybe.

Just maybe.

I sounded a little too serious.

When I said that.

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