Next morning,

Elsa opened her eyes slowly, a piece of sunlight was coming through the glass door of the corridor, directly over her face.

She turned her face to see the sofa and found no one.

She stepped out of the bed slowly.

At the same time, Sam stepped out of the bathroom, hanging a towel in his neck without any upper cloth.

Looking at his bare chest, his perfect muscles, Elsa's face became shy automatically.

While using his hair dryer, Sam said,

" Take a bath first. We need to go down for breakfast. Mom is waiting for us. "

Elsa just shook her head.

She didn't get a...