"Can I come in?"
Aaliyah gasped, lying inside the bathtub. She had just finished soaking in and about to take a shower before stepping out. With these flip-flops, she's been able to walk on her own so he needn't escort her into the bathroom whenever she wanted to take her bath.
She had left him sitting on her bed.
"I'm fine. You don't have to come," She replied.
He was silent for a while, "Let's take a shower together,"
"W...what?!" She stood there, only wearing tiny shorts that barely covered her bum and a cropped vest she wore over her breasts. They were already soaked from the soapy, and she was planning to take them off during the shower.
"Can I come in?"
"No...," She bit her lip, thinking of what to do.
"Okay," He said.
Aaliyah felt bad. She looked down at what she was wearing, deciding if it would be enough. If she did let him in, then she wouldn't have to take them off and shower like that. But, can she handle him being in here while she was as naked as this?
