Cecilia's pov
His arms circled my waist from behind, his skin still damp from the shower.
The heat of him pressed into my back, and I could feel every inch of muscle beneath that barely-there towel.
The scent of his body wash made me dizzy.
His lips brushed the curve of my ear, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world.
A tingling sensation spread from my ear down through my entire body, all the way to my curling toes.
Seriously? With sunlight pouring through the windows like we were in some kind of adult perfume ad?
"You... you can dress yourself," I insisted, trying to pry his large hands from my waist. Not that I was really trying. Not hard enough.
I needed to leave this room immediately. This was testing my willpower in ways I wasn't prepared for.
Sebastian's gaze dropp
