Lyall held the shirt to her chest as she walked to the bathroom, her heart racing a bit as she tried to not think about what they were about to do. Well it was only sleeping, laying in the same bed, touching one another, holding one another...She sighed as she closed the door her back resting against it for a moment as she tried calm herself.<br/><br/>Slowly she began to undress, unzipping the light jacket she was wearing letting it fall to the floor. Next came the tank top, up and over her head to then join the jacket on the floor. The pants were next to go, after removing her sneakers, the tan cargo pants were undone and slipped slowly down her legs to join the rest of the clothes on the floor. She paused for a moment to look at herself in the mirror, standing there in nothing but her underwear with a very sexy male wolf whom seemed to be turning out to be what she needed to get over the....incident.<br/><br/>Taking a another deep breath and smiling slightly to herself she undid the simple white bra and let it join the rest of the cloths. Taking up his shirt and slowly slipping it over her small frame she smoothed it out before probably checking herself yet again, more then she ever checked herself in the mirror at home. Satisfied this was as good as it was going to get she opened the bathroom door, where she paused in the doorway as she caught sight of him changing.<br/><br/>Her breath hitched in her chest as her heart began to race from the sight of him nearly naked. Odd when she thought about it he look better then she had dreamt those nights alone, though she was not too far off. Nervously she pushed back a strand of hair as she watched him finish getting dressed then go and plop himself down on the end and give her a growl that only made her blush.<br/><br/>â€œThank youâ€ she said looking down at her hands which played with the bottom of the shirt. Walking over to him slowly she climbed up into the bed with him, ignoring the tv for the moment. â€œSo um...do you want to just go to sleep? Watch a movie? Or...â€ glancing at his case on the bed, â€œDo you have work to do?â€ she asked obviously nervous as she knelt there on his bed.