She's so beautiful, Erik thought as he watched Amber through the bathroom door from the bed. She was standing drying her hair, wearing only a towel. She flopped her long blonde hair to the other side. Erik, wearing only boxers, smiled. Amber, seeing his reflection in the mirror smiled back and turned around.nn"You're staring." She blushed.nn"I have to." Erik smiled wider. "I don't want to miss anything."nn"Like my towel slipping?" Amber laughed, turning around and switching off the hair dryer.nn"It doesn't have to slip." Erik got off the bed and walk into the bathroom, standing behind her. He put his hands on the towel. "I can take it off myself." He whispered in her ear. Erik loosened the towel, slowly brought it down her.nnAmber grabbed his hands. "Hey, it's cold.