Next morning.
Xander had never felt in such a good mood as he woke up this morning.
A smile never stopped appearing on his handsome face, and a hum could be heard when he exited the bathroom.
With a white towel wrapped around his waist, Xander dried his hair as he studied his half-naked body in the mirror. It didn't take long for him to think about what had happened to Scarlett last night.
Even a child could tell that the girl had a sultry dream just by looking at what she was doing, occasionally shouting his name while moaning and undressing herself.
The corners of Xander's lips lifted slightly into a smile, imagining the girl dreaming of them making love.
"Scarlett, do you have the same feelings as me!?" This question had been tormenting his mind since last night.
Xander wanted to ask her, but he feared she would be offended.
