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from my hair. I grabbed a towel, slung it low around my hips, and rubbed another
too quiet ,u
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s normal, like I hadn't spent the last five minutes trying to f
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." she stammered, throwing a hand over her eyes
orrection. I'm fully naked. T
half groan, and spun around. "Could you, li
, water still dripping from my hair, letting it fall just eno
der her breath. Probably
id, waving a hand over her shoulder. "D
bite the apple
mia
y laughed. She mad
ake a shower. Enjoy y
m of the door, I shook my head. This woman. Always in co
kingly, knowing wh
crolling through emails on
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ffled. From
mir
r now. "Where a
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can you bri
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y grinning. "Or... I
ha
athroom door, and leaned against it. "I've
mia
mock innocence. "You always said I didn't
ipping hand reaching out. "Towel. Now. Or I swear I'll walk
ve thousand
ch the da
y. I'm fucking rich and a five thousand dollar couch won
mian." She
e dryer, tossing it gently toward
umbled, slammin
walk away, s
r low, quiet voice
record... I w
rin
tever helps you
nutes
again, and I glanced up, expe
expecting... w
waist. Her damp hair framed her face in soft waves, and water
y h
kind of dream you
th the kind of calm confidence that should be illegal, and studied. I
mian.
de me and adjusting the robe in that not subtle way that g
aid, maybe a li
e the one who wanted to be my towel. I
n absolute
smir
. Sm
scenes just before completely dismantling a co-st
ayback," I
her head.
," I gestured toward he
he asked innoc
tered, then insta
. "Interesting c
ut distance between us. Big mistake. She followed me, steps light,
e, are you, Mr. CEO?" s
s ran dow
said t
tepping in front of
e just stood there. Inches apart. The air charged. I could smell her
n, confident. "May
t happened to the girl who bl
aid softly, "and real
mn
or her to gently tug a
d CEO mode now. Ice prince. Emotionless robot. It's only
muttered, l
and walked away tow
ched
in a long time, I was
a P
with
ad burned out. Damian was proba
es. The clock on the ni
the hallway, the cool marble floor sooth
hen sink and leaned against
moving past the French doors
caught in
glass halfw
. Just a flicker, a trick
eart was
into the darkness. The garden was still. T
all. The stress, the emotions, an
the window, ready t
e kitchen counter, n
wrapped in black ribbon, and tucked benea
mbled as I r
lded t
iting was
be his for long. Sleep well, Mrs. Blackwood. You'
my fingers, shatterin
rough the silent ho
I felt eyes on me, like someone was wa
How could someone enter our house? With the tight sec