Jaxon’s pov
“Is that so?”
Lena’s eyes roamed over me, but not in a calculating way. She was just… looking, appreciating the curve of my chest. Damn it.
I had to fight the urge to flex. I knew it would be ridiculous, but with a towel barely hiding me, the effect was already doing its job. I had just come out of the shower, and somehow, my body was already reacting to the tension between us.
“Yeah… um…” Lena’s face was flushed, almost painfully cute.
“Sorry, is something distracting you?” I teased lightly, wanting to laugh at how flustered she looked. Her gaze alone made my chest tighten. She had no idea how much I was enjoying this.
“No, I am just… tired,” she admitted, her tongue peeking nervously between her lips. “I will head upstairs after finishing my cereal. The big room is fine
