Chapter 231. Meeting His Past

MORGAN

"What size are you?" Zeenat asked me after showing me to my room. It was gorgeous and so modern. A huge king-sized bed sat in the middle of the wall with sheets that looked like they were made of silk in an off-white with a blanket folded at the end in greens and reds.

"What?" I said turning to the bear shifter.

"Your clothes size," she asked again.

"Umm, I'm sure, to be honest." I gave her a giggle. I had never worried about that—Margarita always just gave me clothes and they always fit perfectly. When you don't buy your own things and never worry about going out or getting dressed up, things like your size just escape you.

"No matter, I will find something for you, I may have something that will fit you." I gave the bear shifter a skeptical look. Zeenat was tall and muscular and a good few inches above me, with wider shoulders and her chest was not as big as mine.

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