Still Michael's P.O.V.

As I turned off the shower, the sound of running water continued, I looked up at the shower head, but the water had most definitely stopped, puzzled, I cleared away a tiny patch of condensation from the glass shower door and peered through it, to see Grace standing at the sink with the tap running, brushing her teeth! My heart was in my mouth, the condensation from the door was beginning to turn to water, meaning any minute now, she'd be able to see my body through the door, I didn't want that!

I began to try and hide myself the best I could, holding a flannel to myself!

"Don't worry Mike! I can't see anything, there's too much condensation still! I could wait until it all turned to water!" She cheeked, I didn't know she'd seen.

"Oh ha ha Grace, very funny!" I said sarcastically, "Could you maybe vacate out of the bathroom, so I can make myself look at least a little bit decent?!"

"Oh, I'd say you look pretty decent already!" She giggled flirtatiously. "I'm going!" She laughed as she walked out of the bathroom, "I'm gone!" She shouted, closing the bathroom door.

I breathed a sigh of relief, my dignity, for now at least, was still intact.

I stepped out of the shower, drying myself off and putting on the clothes I had brought in, except for the leather jacket, in which I'd put on once outside.

I entered the bedroom to see Grace at the dresser, already dressed, she looked super classy and uber sexy in skinny black jeans, a white long sleeved top...and her own leather jacket.

I saw her applying her eyeliner.

"Ugh damn, I was hoping you'd come out with just a towel on again, I had something up my sleeve..." she said with an eyebrow wiggle, what was with her this morning?! She was so flirty!

I giggled as I spoke, "Well, sorry!"
I grabbed my own makeup and retreated back into the bathroom to apply it.