That night, Chase had just finished taking a shower, he came out with only a towel around his waist and his hair still wet. He ran his hands through his wet hair before his eyes fell on you who was relaxing alone on the bed. His grin appeared when an idea suddenly popped into his head, he walked slowly towards you with his hands holding the towel around his waist, about to take it off

But he stopped when it turned out you were in bed with your little son, he groaned in annoyance before tightening his towel around his waist again, rubbed his hands over his face to hold himself back before he muttered

"I'll have her later."