Dorothy wasn't thinking much, just lying in bed unable to sleep, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom. But as time ticked by...

Everett's shower seemed to be taking unusually long.

Half an hour had passed, and there was still no sign of him coming out.

She sat up in bed, slipped into her slippers, and tiptoed to the bathroom door.

The door was securely shut, revealing nothing! She could barely make out a silhouette moving inside.

Left with no other choice, Dorothy reluctantly knocked on the door.

"Everett?"

The moment she spoke, the person inside abruptly stopped moving.

"Are you okay? You didn't pass out from the heat or anything, did you?" "No."

Everett's voice, when he finally spoke, was hoarse and barely recognizable.

Dorothy had been around the block enough times to know something was up without needing further explanation.

She quickly pulled her hand back, figuring it was best not to interrupt Everett's "moment".

But then, the next second, the bathroom door swung open-

Everett stood there, his handsome face flushed, wet hair clinging to his forehead, droplets of water trailing down his face. Though he was wrapped in a bathrobe, it was loosely tied, leaving little to the imagination...

"You, you!"

still couldn't get used to

robe

Everett reached out, pulling her into a tight embrace, only then did she notice

wall, leaning in to kiss her, "Dorothy... I

tried his best not

hour had gone

just wasn't an option-he

of his needs and having

couldn't possibly

QUMS

want

"Please."

guided her hand, but

the lights? I... I feel

she asked for was

pressure on her, so

hoped she could help

quickly so they could both get some sleep, but he

Sothy's expertise!

it was partly

always been too focused on taking,

Everett felt like he was

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