Packages - GT

7

When he flipped the switch the room lit up brightly, his gaze immediately going to the woman. He caught her rubbing her eyes from the change in lighting and he smiled to himself. She was so tiny.

Her face shot up when he walked over, a sharp sound coming from her as she immediately shielded her eyes again. He caught sight of how red her face was and nearly asked what was wrong before looking down and realizing he was only in his briefs.

“Shit, sorry! So, so, sorry! L-lemme just—I’m sorry, I didn't consider!” he stammered out, jumping back from the bed and stumbling over to his dresser for some pants. His own face was bright red at his blunder--he couldn’t believe he’d done that!

There was suddenly all manner of noise as she heard him tripping over himself, hesitantly peeking through her fingers. She was both startled and curious as to what was going on, eyes widening at the sight of him trying to pull on some pants with a thick blush. Despite her fear, and the fluster of her unexpected view, she found a small giggle bubbling up from her chest. It quickly grew to a noisy laugh as the man she had been so nervous of suddenly seemed so normal. Maybe he wasn’t so scary after all?

As he pulled up the zipper of his jeans Christian looked back at her with a sheepish expression. Her giggles quickly drifted up to his ears and a different sense of embarrassment filled him, the tall blond smiling beneath his blush. “I’m glad you find my embarrassment so funny,” he teased with a scoff, his fluster fading. “Good to know at least I haven’t scared the humor out of you." When she looked back up to him the man was crouching at the end of the bed, trying to be closer to her level.

She certainly didn’t miss the smirk on his face, his green eyes seeming to drink her in a moment as she quieted down again. The intensity of his gaze unsettled her a bit, and she watched his expression give way to a gentler smile.

"My name is Christian."