C75 You Help Me Dry My Hair

I had only put my clothes in the wardrobe. I didn't know when, but Ashton had already moved all of his clothes over.

Forget it, it was just an argument anyway. There was no point in getting into a fight.

After drying my hair, I went to bed.

It had been half an hour since Ashton had finished showering. He came out with a cold sweat. He wiped his body with a towel and laid down on the bed