Chapter 7

• “Well, I’m beat, must have been all that talking” she teased, smiling at her family. “I’m going to head up...”. Heading to her room, she debated about taking a shower so she did not have to in the morning, but decided against it, not really wanting to dry her hair ... she was too beat.
• Maeson had waited a bit after Kimber had departed for bed, then went to his own room. He changed into a bathrobe, and went upstairs for a shower himself. He stopped off in the bathroom to start the shower and let it warm, as well as provide cover, then slipped into Kimber’s room, “So?” he said to her, mostly closing the door behind him, but leaving it open just enough that he could hear if someone mounted the stairs to come up, “What are you wearing to bed?” he asked with a mischievous smile painting his face.
• Turning from her laundry basket, Kimber held her arms out, displaying herself for a second, “Just my old pooh sleep shirt ... It’s nice and soft, and long” she said, running her hands down to the hem that fell ½ way down her thighs. Looking towards the door, she moved towards her bed, taking in the sight of her big brother dressed in just a robe.