[Don't think she doesn't notice the way the towel slips, revealing that peek of the carved muscles underneath, and she arches a brow, letting her eyes linger before they follow him out of the room.]
It was already disorganized.
[He'll hear the leather book thump on the desk as she gives it a toss, her shuffling, and then her footsteps coming into the bedroom after him, and while she won't come all the way in, she will treat herself to a show from the door where she leans, cigar now between her fingers, the scent of his soap mixing with it so very appetizing.]
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It was already disorganized.
[He'll hear the leather book thump on the desk as she gives it a toss, her shuffling, and then her footsteps coming into the bedroom after him, and while she won't come all the way in, she will treat herself to a show from the door where she leans, cigar now between her fingers, the scent of his soap mixing with it so very appetizing.]
A simple thank you would suffice.