Ethan swung his legs over the bed and stood up, stretching his stiff muscles.
His shirt clung uncomfortably to his skin.
He sighed, pulling it off and tossing it into the laundry basket before grabbing a towel to wipe himself down.
Vanessa, very unapologetically, didn't leave the room.
Instead, she leaned against the wall, arms still crossed.
"You're just gonna watch me get ready?" Ethan asked, giving her a tired look.
"Well, I was making sure you actually get up. But now that you've given me a free show…" she wiggled her eyebrows.
Ethan threw the towel at her.
Vanessa dodged, cackling as she exited the room.
"Hurry up, Momma's Boy!" she called before disappearing down the hallway.
Ethan groaned. She's never gonna let this go.
Sighing, he grabbed fresh clothes and headed for the bathroom.
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