The room is also surprisingly clutter-free. ‘Did you tidy up for me?’ I tease her. ‘Fuck off.’ She peels the towel off and gets onto the bed, settling on her stomach and resting her head to one side. ‘Fuck off is code for yes, I assume.’ ‘It’s code for maybe. And for please don’t look under the bed.’ I chuckle, admiring the slim curves of her naked body as I discard my towel and climb on beside her.
