Lily’s POV
I turned off the faucet and wore my robe. “Yes!”
I opened the door. Adrian was in front of me. He was wearing a blue-collar shirt that fit on his sturdy arms with beige cotton pants.
“Are you ready? Let's have breakfast,” he said.
“Sure, just let me dry my hair,” I said.
“Check the drawer of your dressing table, you will find a hairdryer,” Adrian said.
“Thank you.” I walked in front of the mirror and sat down.
I opened the first drawer and saw a hairdryer and hair straightener. There was also a hair curler. It's all unused. I turned around and saw Adrian still standing in front of the washroom door.
Adrian restrained himself. He wants to grab Lily and lock her in his arms. He inhaled the smell of the shower gel she used as well as the smell of the combined shampoo and conditioner. He was surprised when he saw Lily turn around and catch him staring at her.
“Do you need anything?” I asked.
“No! I mean, yes. I want to ask if you need help,” he replied.