Ninety-Six.

Their surprise was evident on both their faces. Lyon’s eyes were wide and he wondered why she would ask him to enter when she was naked.

“What are you doing?” He asked when he finally found his voice. Turning his back on her, he threw his jacket towards her.

“Cover yourself up, I came here because I needed to talk to you.” He added like they weren’t in her room.

Chelsey’s face was red, she mentally smacked herself as she rushed to the bathroom to take the clothes she’d pulled off in there.

Embarrassment washed over her and she couldn’t help but think that Lyon was going to get the wrong impression of her.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“It’s fine, are you all covered up now?” He asked, still closing his eyes with his back turned on her and she nodded.

“You can face me now, I’m really sorry.” She apologized, her heart was racing and she couldn’t help but hate herself.

Lyon didn’t want to face her, he couldn’t bring himself to because he felt like he had just seen what he wasn’t suppose

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