Late Night Visitor

*Mature Content*

I was unsure if anyone was indeed at the door but I cracked it open to peek.

Peter was standing there shirtless with his hands in his pockets and his hair dripping wet. 'Am I having another dream about him?' I couldn't help but think to myself. He stood there with his mouth cracked as if he was going to say something but remained silent. "Um.. come on in," I opened the door and moved out of his way. He stepped in just past me and I saw him look around the room as I closed the doors behind him. 

"What are you doing here, Peter?" I crossed my arms to cover the bits of myself that were slightly exposed due to the silk shift. 

"I just um..*ahem* I uh.. wanted to make sure that you were okay."