Chapter Four

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The next day, the band decided to go for a walk out on the beach.

Of course they forgot about me, leaving myself completely home alone.

But then, I heard a noise.

I looked over to my left and there was Paul Stanley.

He was fast asleep and when I tried to wake him up, he stirred in his sleep.

After a few more minutes, I started to get up off the bed.

Paul heard me moving around, and he opened his eyes.

He smiled because I was wearing a silk night gown that was low cut.

"Ohhh"!

I was surprised to see him awake.

Paul let out a yawn and then I started blushing shyly.

"I think they're outside walking along the beach".

I saw his muscular body structure and it made me feel different.

"What'cha staring at"?

Paul asked me, even though he already knew the answer.

"Nothing..."

I replied back with an even more sheepish facial expression.

"Oh really"?

He gave me his famous Starchild smile.

"We should probably go look for them".

"Nah..we're fine. It's still early in the morning".

I ended up going to the living room to sit down on the couch.

Paul chuckled to himself as he watched me from the bedroom.

He then went into the bathroom and took a shower.

After that, he realized that there wasn't any towels.

"Hey sweetheart, can you get some towels for me"?

"Yeah".

I ran to the the pantry and found some white towels in there.

When I made it to the bedroom, I stopped for a minute.

I knew that the Starchild was probably naked in that bathroom.

So, I just awkwardly stood by the wall.

"You coming blondie"?

"I can't go in there when you're not dressed".

"That's okay, just throw them in here and I'll catch em'".

Paul smiled and held out his hand.

"I don't wanna hurt you".

I said uncertainly.

I could hear him trying hard not to laugh at how adorable and innocent I was to him.

"Wait there and I'll come and get it from you".

I was already blushing and my heart skipped a beat.

What I saw surprised me.

Paul was actually wearing a bathrobe.

His black hair was soaking wet and I felt silly about being shy around him.

"You're a cute girl I can tell you that".

And then he went back to the bathroom, with the towels in his hand while shutting the door behind him.

I let out a sigh of relief.

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