Release

I turn the water off as Zion steps out of the shower. I turn to step out, and Zion hands me a fluffy black towel and walks into our bedroom. I dried myself off, wrapping the towel around me, brushed my hair, and pulled it up loosely into a messy bun with my hair tie. After taking one last look in the mirror, I walk into our bedroom.

As I walk past the bed to my closet, I notice a large black shirt that I assume is Zions' and a pair of my panties on the corner of our bed. My nerves skyrocket as I realize this will be our first night together. Like together together. My face, once again, heats up from blushing. Zion walks into the room, wearing only gym shorts, with a tray of cookies and two glasses of milk, and places the tray on the dresser under the T.V. mounted on the wall.

"Let the fun begin!" Dosha howls in my head as Zion sits on the end of the bed and looks up at me. Goddess, he's so damn hot with his shoulder length, black hair, perfectly sculpted muscles, and those cr