Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 156

The scene in front of me took over my brain.

Never in a million years did I think I'd walk in on Hayden fresh out of the shower.

He was only wearing a towel, slung low around his waist, leaving his entire chest bare-and not much else covered. Just the basics, really.

Hayden looked just as shocked, a faint blush spreading across his tan skin.

For a few seconds, we just stood there, staring at each other. Neither of us said a word, neither of us moved. It was like the world had completely frozen.

Hayden was the first to snap out of it, retreating back into his room. Only then did I finally manage to move, stiff as a board, swallowing hard-twice,

That's when I realized my face was burning up.

Watching him close the door, I figured he was probably getting dressed. And before I could think, I blurted, "Hayden, wait! Don't put anything on yet, just wait for me."

The second the words left my mouth, I spun around, but then it hit me-what did I just say?

I told him not to put on clothes. And to wait for me..

Technically, the words made sense. But in this situation? What was I thinking? What kind of weird, suggestive nonsense had just come out of my mouth?

I could disappear into the floor, I totally

it back. So, I hurried back to my apartment, grabbed the clothes I'd bought for him, and went straight to Hayden's door. Knocking twice, I called out, "I got you some clothes. I left them outside the door. They should fit better." No way was I about to

about to set the bag down when the door suddenly swung open.

No tle, and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone, giving him this

style wouldn't really work for him. That's why, when I picked

maybe my fashion sense was seriously off. He pulled off the

thoughts that I didn't even notice when his fingers brushed mine as he took the bag from my hand. He

my head. "No, no... you

looked into the bag again. "Then I'll

the clothes and put them away in

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around his room-or more

up most of the room. It was one of those things he'd convinced the landlord to buy, and the blanket on top was folded so neatly it looked military-level perfect.

stashing the

I couldn't help but ask, "Hayden, do you have OCD

"Huh?" He looked confused.

in the army anymore, so why do you still fold

do you spend doing that