He had never expected her to be a prude. "Never expected you to be a prude, Steve," he said, leaning against the door. He pressed his face against the cool wood, talking through it. "Don't want to." Well, that wasn't entirely true. Of course he'd like to finish getting off, but it seemed weird to have his mate's girlfriend in the bathroom while he did. Plus he was a little worried about her, even high.
He turned and motioned the other girl to the front door, gesturing for them to leave. "Go, can't. Go." He pouted a bit as he watched them dress. "Oh, could you leave that?" he asked Mitzi as she picked up her bra. "Please?"