"How did you—" Julia stammered, scrambling to sit up, the blanket hastily pulled up to cover her chest.
She glared at Ben, her voice sharp and accusing. "How did you get here?!"
Ben raised an eyebrow, his voice calm but teasing. "What do you mean? I should be asking you how you got here."
He stood up, letting the blanket slip from his waist.
Julia's eyes widened in shock as she caught a glimpse of his bare length, and she immediately let out a scream.
She shut her eyes and blindly threw the cover at him, her voice frantic.
"Cover yourself up! Immediately!"
Ben shrugged, unaffected by her reaction. "Relax," he said casually. "You're over-exaggerating."
Her eyes stayed shut, her hand still outstretched, waiting for him to take the cover.
With a roll of his eyes, Ben picked up the blanket and draped it over himself.
