She'd have to lock the door in the future, if she ever wanted to have time to get ready for something. Or not have him burst in without so much as a knock. What if she had been doing something private? Not that she really needed to, well. Do anything private that was sexually related. He'd seen her naked, so it wouldn't be a huge deal if he saw her changing. Surely, there would be something she'd want to do alone, though.
Maybe she should pretend she needed to masturbate. That was the best excuse she could come up with.
"I wasn't done with your surprise!" Tracey refused to pout, but she was definitely sulking. Her hands moved behind her back, hiding the angry red gashes in her flesh. She was thankful, at that moment, to still be sitting on her desk. It was far enough that he wouldn't be able to get a close enough look, at least not immediately. She was hoping to get something on them, first. If not a healing potion, then at least some gloves!
"You should go eat. Maybe." Not that she wasn't glad to see him...but really! She had plans!