Meeting Gone Wrong

ARIA’S POV

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~FLASHBACK~

I stepped out of the bathroom, after taking an afternoon shower. I wrapped a cotton cloth around me, and began to dry my hair in front of my dressing mirror. Shortly, I heard a knock on my door, and turned.

"Who's there?"

"It's Jamison…" I didn't even need to hear the rest. I shot up from my seat, and pushed open my wardrobe to get anything to pull on.

I wore a light brown gown, with spaghetti straps, as that was the first, and easiest one I could lay my hands on.

It went over my head easily, and I took off the cotton cloth I had wrapped around my body.

I pulled out my hair from inside my cloth, and went to the door, opening it wide.

His eyes fell on my body immediately, and I could see him absorbing in the little bubbles of water on my shoulders, and my hair which still stuck to my skin in some places. His eyes went down my body uncomfortably, and I was aware that the gown was quite exposing around my shoulders, and chest.

It made me want to wrap my arms