I crawled off my bed and walked into the bathroom. I still had my towel wrapped around me from my last shower. Dropping it to the ground, I sat in the tub and turned on the cold shower. I sighed in relief. God, the cold water felt so good. I don't know how long I sat there with my knees pulled up to my chest and my arms wrapped around them. What I did know was that the cold shower wasn't helping this time.
"Emma?" A muffled voice called out from the other side of the bathroom door. My body stiffened, and a shot of pure pleasure ran through my veins at the sound of the voice. A soft moan left my lips, causing me to slap my hand over my mouth. This did just not happen.
"G-go a-away!" I shuddered.
"No, please come out."
"I said go away, Jaxson!"
"Not until you come out of the shower." He said, "If you don't come out willingly, I'll come in and bring you out myself."
