“Barlow, get out Karina yelled, her voice a mix of timidity and annoyance. Barlow chuckled and stood up straight, tossing her a plastic bag.

“Put these on."

Could it be that he woke up early just to grab breakfast and new clothes for her?

As she looked at his retreating back, Karina caught a glimpse of herself, still covered by a quilt.

And yep, she was still very much in the buff. She needed to get dressed, and fast.