ZOEY'S POV
I heard footsteps walking in the room and I didn't look back because I already knew who it was. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and another one drying his hair. He was done with what he was doing huh?
"You saw the new toothbrush I left at the counter?"I asked him without looking at him.
"Yeah,"he simply replied.
"I don't know what you'll wear. I...."he interrupted me by lifting from where I knelt in front of my wardrobe wondering what Roy is going to sleep with. There was his boxers here, the one he left wet but I washed them that rainy day. Maybe I should ask him if he wanted them. He doesn't sleep with clothes anyway or he was lying about it.
"Get up baby, you shouldn't be stressing yourself about me. I can even sleep without anything, I don't think you would mind."he said smiling but I yanked his hands that were holding me and I knelt on the floor again in front of my wardrobes to get his boxers.
