Oliver slowly twisted the knob and the door clicked open. In the glass shower enclosure, clouded by steam, he could see her naked body.
For a moment he only stood there, gifting his eyes with her curvaceous figure, inhaling deeply the scent of her strawberry body wash and listening as her soft voice sang 'Runnin' up that hill' by Kate Bush; it seemed she hadn't noticed his presence yet.
He was too enthralled by her to notice the phone by the sink, covered in soap and decorated with water droplets. It was still on but only for a few seconds longer until the screen went dark. However, the call she occupied her time with, in the bathroom...was still connected.
The person remained silent on the line and for one reason or the other, didn't disconnect the call.
"Anabel," Oliver called in a husky voice and she slightly jumped before turning around to face him.
