ZOE'S POV
"Come let's get a shower so you'll have a peaceful night-" Carl realises my reaction. "No we won't take it together, you'll use my bathroom and I'll use the main." He adds. "Why are you so kind to me?" I ask Carl. It's rare meeting someone for the very first time and they're this kind to you. "Because no girl deserves what he did to you."
"Are you feeling sympathy for me?" I ask him and he moves close to I. "All I'm trying to say is that Mike doesn't deserve you. I think it's best you keep your distance from him." Carl isn't smiling with the words said, he's dead serious. "I'll do that." I simply reply to him. "Good. I think the water is ready, let me take some of the stuff I'll need." Carl informs me as he grabs his bathing set and opens the drawer to take his boxers. "Here's an unused cloth and toothbrush you'll use." He hands them to me.
"Thank you very much." Carl departs from the room. We both get ready for taking a shower separately. I go directly to the bathroom and take a long hot shower. After today a long shower is all I need to help me relax and forget about what happened. Minutes later I step out of the shower into a nice warm fluffy towel. Carl has already returned from the main bathroom.
I might have taken long in the shower since I didn't hear any sound of him entering the room. He's in his boxers only with his back facing me. I stare at this tall sexy guy with muscles. He's got a body of a model. Those muscles are so damn sexy. I smile at my thoughts while still staring at Carl without him noticing me. 'He's perfect' I say to my inner self. I was too busy, with my mind all over the place to even notice how charming and sexy he is. You'd swear he is Trey Songz's identical twin.
"Finally you're done." Carl says as he turns his back to face me. I accidentally drop my towel a bit, caught off guard. Did he realize my embarrassing behavior? "Sorry I didn't mean to frighten you." Carl apologises. "You didn't scare me, I was caught off guard." I tell him as I wrap the towel properly around my body. "Perfect gesture, don't move." He demands while taking in hand a pencil and drawing book.
"You want to make a painting of me naked?" I ask Carl with anger filling my voice. He simply chuckles at my question. "You pleaded I should make a painting of you remember and this is the perfect time to make one." He reminds me. "But I'm not prepared enough. I mean I've got loose hair, no makeup on. I'm just myself." I stutter with my words. "That's the main point, you have natural beauty." Carl seems to be always complimenting me and I like it.
"Great, I've got everything I need. You can sit on the bed." He's holding his drawing stuff. "Don't drop the towel." He teases, I laugh very hard. I'm calm now. I lay on the bed as he instructed. He gets closer to I and help fix my posture. I'm now laying in a side way position with my head leaning on my hand. The towel is wrapped along my body, exposing my hip and legs only since it's a short towel. I dart my eyes around his room as he begins making a drawing of me. His room is unique, decorated with paintings on the wall and two old vintage cars on top of his drawer. I love it, simplicity at its best.
"We're not in an examination room we can talk while I'm drawing since I'm done with the face." He jokes and I nod. "Your second name is Trigger?" I ask and he smiles a little. "Obviously not, that's my nickname I got from my homies." He informs me. "Let me guess, because you look alike with Trey Songz." "Correct. You think the same too?" He questions. "Body wise absolutely yes, you're very charming." My jaw drops as I didn't mean for the naughty comments. I see a big smile spread over his face "Thank you to know that you're charmed too." He jokes. "Pleasure is all mine Mr Anderson." I shoot him a smirk and he winks at me before continuing to make the drawing of me.
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