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Where the heck is he?
Honestly, I was so tired yesterday, I passed out as soon as the sun went down. He insisted I sleep in the bed, and I wasn’t going to argue. Now that I’m awake though, I figure maybe we can rotate.
There’s a chill in the bedroom, and I rub my arms violently as I sit up in bed, flipping the covers back. Before this day starts, I’m in desperate need of a shower.
I grab my robe and head for the bathroom. Stepping into the dark room, I turn on the massive stone-walled shower, hang my robe on the hook, and kick on the heater.
I stand there for a few moments, impatiently waiting for the water to heat up, and once it does, I strip out of my oversized shirt.
“Whoa.” I hear a groggy voice from behind me.
I jump around, startled, and turn on the light. “What the heck are you doing?” I take in the sight of Cameron, crammed in the bathtub with a pillow and blanket. I would laugh at the sight of the six-foot-something hockey center in the tub, but then it hits me.
I have no shirt on.
My hands fly up to cover the soft bralette I’m wearing, but I know it’s too late. Not to mention, my tight shorts barely cover my lower half. Cameron is staring wide-eyed at the sight of me, his gaze rolling down my scantily clad body in a way that leaves me shivering ... with excitement.
“Stop that!”
“Stop what?” He smirks. “You’re the one who took off your clothes. I mean, what a sight to wake up to, though. You can continue.” He gestures at me with a little wave, wiggling his eyebrows.
“You’re disgusting,” I snap. “Get out so I can shower.”
He laughs. “Okay, okay. Sorry.”
I should be pulling on my robe, but that’s the last thing on my mind as he stands to his feet, stretching his arms over his head, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs. My face grows hot as he steps out of the tub.
Now I’m the one gawking.
He eyes me and then laughs. “I guess you’re not the only indecent one.”
“Obviously,” I choke out, drinking in the sight of his chiseled, well-defined upper body. Every muscle seems to ripple and flex with each movement, drawing my gaze to them like a magnet. His biceps bulge and his abs are sculpted, with a striking v-line below his navel. I try to keep my eyes on the waist up, opting not to see what else there is to admire.
“You’re blushing.”
“Because this is entirely unprofessional,” I reason, though my voice is shaky as he grabs the blanket and pillow, obscuring my view.
That’s when I realize my hands dropped in the process of checking him out...
And now, he’s getting the full view of my cleavage, nearly spilling out of the top of my bra.
Oh my gosh.
My hands fly up as he stops a foot or so from me, his eyes dancing across my face with amusement.
“What?” I ask.
“This is gonna be more fun than I thought.”
I reach out and swat his arm, my face feeling like it’s on fire. “Stop it.”
He chuckles, his voice husky, though his eyes remain on my face. “Just laugh about it, Nila. Otherwise, it’s just awkward.” There’s a genuine sincerity in his words that’s touching, and I feel a smile tugging at my lips.
“Yeah, I guess that’s true.”
“It is.” His eyes soften. “Everything is fine. You didn’t know I was in here.”
I nod, my heart squeezing at his reassurance. “Thanks.”
