Soon after, her lips formed a smile and she turned back to the TV.
30 minutes later.
After sneakily grabbing Simon's clothes, Miles came down the stairs.
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"Oh, you're—done."
Delaney tilted from the screen and her voice trailed off to a stunned silence.
Her eyes landed on Miles' figure, and a glint of awe flashed within them.
"Hmm."
Miles softly nodded, purposefully having done this. He scrubbed his wet hair with a towel, faint droplets of water dripping down his arms as he also cleaned it up.
"Oh my gosh, look at those muscles. How did you change so much? Bulking it up, huh?"
Amazed, Delaney didn't bother hiding her surprise at how defined his overall physical appearance looked with his arms and legs out.
Wearing Simon's oversized jersey and a pair of short pants, Miles acted cool and nonchalantly nodded.
"Yeah," he said, walking towards the fridge to grab a bottle of water while swapping the towel over his shoulder.
