I adjusted my eyes to see Sara standing there in just a towel. Let me tell you it was a very small towel. Just enough to cover herself. She was standing there blushing. "I forgot my brush..." she said and walked over to the of course white dresser and grabbed it. She rushed out of the room and back into the bathroom without another word.
SARA'S P.O.V.
I forgot my brush in the room so I gathered my courage and walked into the bedroom with only a towel covering me. He turned around, stared, and stared, and stared, his eyes roaming over me like a fucking map. I blushed and said "I forgot my brush..." I grabbed it and walked away sighing with relief that I had my brush and I wasnt in that room anymore. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife..
His looks were legit: "OH DAYUM" and mine were "ehhh" why would he even want to be near me?? Well I kinda saved him so thats a plus. :D I thought of all the scenarios that could go down while we were trapped down here while I showered myyself with the warm water and my new favorite body gel from bath and body works. It smelled like vanilla and jasmine, and I let all my worries melt away with the warm water.