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GLENDA'S POV

My silly game backfired when I saw Maurice walk out of the bathroom in all his naked glory.

I gasped. "What are you doing!" I jerked up, shut my eyes and turned my back to him desperately trying to erase the image of Maurice I had just seen from my memory.

"Why would you get out naked!"

I was yelling at the top of my voice, unable to believe Maurice would take my threats literally.

"You asked me to get the towel myself."

From the sound of his voice, I could sense that he was smiling, even grinning.

Damn! I should have known better than to threaten Maurice in that manner and I was deeply regretting my decision.

"Are you going to just stand there? Cover yourself up!" I bellowed when I didn't hear him move from where he stood.

"The towel is beside you." There was amusement in his voice.

I looked around and found out I had kept the towel at the foot of the bed. It was in my rush to get dressed before Maurice got out of the bathroom.

Now I wondered which was better. Him see