C20 I need him to survive

“Please don’t hurt me!” I whisper, my voice trembling. “I’m sorry if I disturbed you.”

“You could have at least knocked,” he mutters, but the tension eases a little.

“Oh, right,” I manage through a dry throat. “Sorry.”

He releases my arms, and I quickly cover my nakedness with the towel I’d brought with me. I’ve tried to be a good girl and only take short showers when Orion isn’t home