« Here, these should fit you, » I said, offering a clean shirt and jeans. « You can take a shower if you’d like. I’ll make us some dinner. »
« Well, thanks, » he said with a small smile. « A shower sounds amazing. »
As he headed into the bathroom, I kept myself busy chopping vegetables and trying to ignore the nervousness building up inside me.
Sharing my home with a stranger… Mia, what are you doing? You still don’t know his name!
When the stranger emerged from the bathroom, I heard the door creak and turned around. He stood there, a towel slung over his shoulder, his hair still damp, and to my surprise, he looked completely different.
« Well, that’s the best shower I’ve had in years, » he joked.
The awkwardness I’d felt earlier seemed to vanish in an instant.
« Glad to hear it. I hope the dinner will be just as good. »
He glanced at the table, eyeing the plates I’d set out. « Smells incredible. I am Christopher, by the way. » He smiled at me, sitting down at the table.
Feeling a bit shy, I only replied, « Mia. »
