Bella stepped out of the bathroom a few minutes later, her soft green top draping gently over her frame and her wide cream-colored pants swaying around her ankles as she walked. She looked fresh and rested, her damp hair brushing her shoulders, eyes a little shy as they flickered toward Leo. She preferred cute dresses and frilly outfits, he knew that, but when he chose clothes for her, he always picked minimal tops and bottoms. She liked his choices though; they were casual and minimalist.
Leo's eyes softened for a moment before he cleared his throat and reached for his shirt, slipping it on as if trying to hide whatever had just flashed through his mind. "Let's go," he murmured, and Bella nodded quickly, clutching her small purse, her cheeks still holding a faint pink hue.
