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ASHLEY

Seeing Carson in front of my door made me want to just collapse in his arms and let myself drown in the comfort he was willing to offer. He smelled fresh and rousing. I could tell he just had a shower. I moved aside for him to walk in. He stretched and took the doorknob from me, then he closed it firmly.

He looked at me with some much concern in his eyes. Then he pulled me into his arms and embraced me tightly. I relaxed and took a deep breath.

“I had no idea what was going on until after the match. I'm sorry you had to go through it alone,” he said, rubbing my back.

I nodded slowly and tried to pull away from his arms. It was then he looked down at me and realized I was still in my towel. He released me and stood akimbo, watching me rummage through my wardrobe for something to put on.

“Do you need help?” he asked in a low whisper.

I turned to see him standing closely behind me. I shook my head and managed a small smile. I finally found a small top and a black bum shorts.