8
I left Tres's room and climbed back to the main deck. As I came to the top of the stairs, the fresh sea air hit me like a slap in the face. What the hell had just happened?
I'd been alone in a room with a naked man; a handsome, rich, well-endowed, powerful, naked man. And we didn't end up in bed together. I was so confused about my life choices right now.
Nia owed me. Big time. This friendship was costing me more than I was willing to pay at the moment.
Nia and I regularly shared clothes. I had a couple pairs of her pants stashed in my drawers back in Camelot. And I think this was her shirt I’d changed into after my untimely swim. These definitely were her boots. And the lip gloss I'd coated my lips with this morning was also on loan from her. Though I was pretty sure I was keeping i
