Umbrella [COMPLETED]

Chapter 32

DYLAN WILSON

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I was getting myself ready. I just got out of the shower. When I opened the bathroom door, I stepped out and took a peek on Catherine. She was still sound asleep so it was safe for me to walk around with only my towel covering the lower half of my body. I walked towards the chair which was separated by a curtain so if Catherine was awake, she wouldn't see me in this embarrassing appearance. As I flipped the curtain, there was no sign if my bag. I started to worry. Just where did I put my bag?! I searched high and low of the cabinet but it was nowhere to be found. I peeked behind the curtain and gazed at the bed beside Catherine's bed. What the f -. I covered my mouth. My bag was on top the bed beside Catherine. I can't just walk freely in there like this. That's just so inhumane! But, I had no choice. I just have to do it. I sighed at the possibility that Catherine might wake up at any given moment. Man, I'm gonna be so humiliated if Catherine ever wakes up. I'm gonna be screwed.

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CATHERINE MCMILLAN

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I opened my eyes for I was awaken by the rapid drops of water inside the bathroom. I looked around and Dylan wasn't in the room. I figured that he was taking a shower. What happened last night kept replaying in my head. My cheeks became warm in which I guessed that I thought I blushed. I didn't bother to sit up since I was so tired. But with what happened last night, my body felt like it was energized. I heard the door knob being turned so I immediately hid under my blanket. I took a small peek and I saw Dylan who happened to be only in his towel and I blushed so freaking hard realizing that Dylan Wilson is fucking hot without his clothes on. Omfg. I just had sex with that guy in a towel. Holy shit how could I be so lucky!  I couldn't stop myself from peeking. I sensed that Dylan was about to check up on me so I lowered the blanket on to my chest and I closed my eyes so he would think I was still sleeping. Later, I heard the faint movement of the curtains and the faint creaking sound of the chair. He must be looking for his bag which is on the bed right beside mine. I slightly opened my eyes just enough that I could take a glance at Dylan. I'm so amused, I think I,can't hold my laugh much longer. I saw Dylan peek behind the curtain and looked at his bag. He must be scared to come her since he's only in his towel and he might think I'll wake up anytime soon. Well, this is really amusing. I mentally laughed at the funny thought. Then I saw Dylan carefully and silently tried his best to tip toe towards his bag. He successfully stood in between the bed where his bag was and the bed where I was. He wasn't facing me, but his hot back was. I mean, seriously, he's fucking hot. Hmm.. maybe it wouldn't hurt to tease him a bit. Just when he was about to grab his bag, I lightly poked him from behind. Dylan jumped in shock and his towel fell to the ground. He became so stiff and he did not dare to turn around. I giggled and I heard Dylan sigh.

"Catherine McMillan.", he said my complete name. I laughed at him.

"Nice ass Dylan.", I teased. He knelt down to get the towel and he  immediately wrapped himself. He faced me with a smirk on his face.

"I know. Now that you've seen my perfect ass, it's my turn to see yours.", he teased. I immediately placed my hands on my ass and protected it.

"Only my future husband can touch my ass.", I said.

"Oh? I see. So if I become your husband, I get to touch your ass?", he teased. I pouted at him and looked away.

"Yes.", I replied. Dylan's smirk turned in to a sweet smile.

"Okay. If that's what you want.", he said as he took his bag, winked at me, and walked in to the bathroom. He closed and locked the bathroom door as I just laid in bed wondering if he understood what I meant. Boys. I just can't completely understand them.