He glanced at me, hesitated, and then asked, "Looking for Charles?"
I nodded automatically but then quickly shook my head, suddenly unsure.
Seeing my indecision, he frowned and called out to the room, "Charles, someone's here to see you."
Before I could react, the door opened again, and Charles Xavier emerged in a cotton pajama set.
His hair was tousled as if he'd just rolled out of bed, and his pajamas were only half-buttoned.
Even so, he looked as handsome as ever, though his expression was less than thrilled.
I thought, "Maybe they didn't finish their... activities?
But why is this gorgeous guy coming out?"
Charles spotted me, and his face lit up with a smile. "Oh, Lillian? What's up? Miss me or something?"
He started walking toward me, and I instinctively took a few steps back, pressing against the wooden railing.
"Don't come too close," I said, trying to avoid catching any unwelcome scents.
I thought, "Besides, he is flirting with me while his crush is still around!"
2.
Charles halted at my words, confusion evident on his face. "Lillian, are you okay? Why are you acting like you're scared of me? Am I a creep?"
I thought, "If I catch a whiff of semen from you, it would be creepy!"