Kaitlyn Webb didn't dare to look up, she nodded gently, feeling the man kiss her on the top of her head, then he let go of her and walked into the bathroom...
"Ah..." she groaned, covering her face with her hands, feeling so shy she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Kaitlyn paced nervously and anxiously by the bedside, her eyes occasionally glancing at the bathroom door.
After five minutes, she felt like she was about to stop breathing, so she lay down on the bed and slipped under the covers...
Wrapped tightly in the comforter, Kaitlyn regretted it a bit; the pillowcase and blanket were filled with the man's scent, refreshing and wonderful, Brother Morgan's scent.
She took a deep breath, her eyes staring at the ornate ceiling, thinking about the impending first night, her palms sweating from nerves.
"Kaitlyn Webb, you're useless!" she muttered to herself, burying her head under the covers, curling up into a small ball.
