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a week passed since Izzy's last attempt at seduction, Oliver has been busy it's hard to see him even though they live in the same house. Izzy was sitting on the living couch when Oliver walks in and headed straight for his room without even an hello to Izzy. Izzy stands up and follows after him, he is not usually home this early, maybe something is wrong thought Izzy she opens the door to hear the shower running. Izzy knows she shouldn't be in his room especially when he is in the shower but her feet is planted to the floor, she finally gain the momentum to move only to be stopped in her tracks by the instinct to arrange his clothes that was on the floor, she doesn't know why? maybe it's motherly instinct because she is about to become a mother. she bends down and pick up his clothes, she wonders if he was in such a hurry to take a shower that he left his clothes on the floor, she picks them and turns to take them to the laundry room only to have her forehead hit something hard.