Seven

If Xavier walked in, he would see everything. The steam slightly obscured the view through the glass shower door a little but I still found myself glancing over every few seconds.

He just turned on the water and then disappeared, leaving me to strip down and scrub the blood from my skin by myself.

I had no idea how to describe the feeling that had settled in my stomach. I was so worried he'd come back but I was also a little disappointed that he left so quickly.

What did you expect him to do?

I paused a little at the sound of my wolf's voice in my head. Well I don't know, he sounded like he was going to help me clean the blood off, I murmured.

If you didn't seem more frightened than a cornered rabbit, then he might have, he scoffed.

Ouch.

"Roxanne?" My head snapped up and I covered myself in panic but Xavier was still outside the bathroom.

"Yeah?" I called.

"You okay in there? It's been almost 40 minutes."

I bit my cheek. "I'm okay, the water just felt nice," I mumbled, earni