Yet, she meowed insistently and tossed a pair of boxer shorts onto my face.
My goodness!
Picking them up, I suddenly found a second wind.
They were Jack's boxers, of all things!
"Lady, you really shouldn't be giving these to me!"
"Meow~" Lady being all cute.
I facepalmed.
"We gotta hustle and get these boxers back while Jack's still in the shower!"
I sneaked to Jack's room, Lady quietly tagging along.
Just as I was about to drop the boxers back on the bed, Lady leaped up and swung the bathroom door open.
"Lady, you traitor!"
I freaked.
Even more shocking was seeing Jack in the bathroom, fresh from the shower, droplets glistening on his skin.
Those broad shoulders, that narrow waist, the long legs, and defined abs.
They made me feel like I was standing in an inferno.
The boxers in my hand felt like they were on fire.
I quickly covered my eyes, flinging the boxers which smacked right into my face.
I could hear Jack's footsteps getting closer; my nerves tightened, and I was rooted to the spot.
Inside, I was cursing Lady over and over.
So annoying, I wasn't even into him, but Lady made it look like I was some creep!
"I swear, I wasn't trying to steal your boxers, nor did I send Lady to peek!"