Sahara's POV

I needed a hot shower to think about everything. Ethan has been flirting with me more and more each day. My mind can't help but wonder if he wants me because I am carrying his baby. Or if he really is attracted to him.

Ethan opened the shower door, standing there naked. "Do you mind if I join? Your shower has dual shower heads," He smiled, looking at me as I tried to cover up.

I laughed at my instant reaction. "Sure," I said, uncovering myself. My eyes watched as he climbed into his shower. The dual shower heads made me stay in here forever just to enjoy the experience.

We showered in silence, leaving me completely lost in my thoughts. Will people stare at us when I come to NXT? It's public knowledge now, but to be around a bunch of people I don't normally hang out with. I don't care about him.

Did I want to fuck him?

Of course I do, but that will complicate things even more. Let me continue to shower and not worry about him.

"Sahara, Can I ask why Juice is still texting you?"

I turned around to face him. "Why'd you go through my phone?"

"That has nothing to do with the question."

He invaded my privacy and I'm over it. "He'a my friend."

"You know I've lost my best friend Because Of you. I'm not trying to lose you over him."

I sighed. "Must you control everything. I'm not going to live like this. I'm going back home," I said, getting out the shower.

"Don't leave me," He said in the distance. I ignored him. It's time to do what's best for me.