CHAPTER TEN
Juliette’s POV
The hot water cascaded over my skin, washing away the tension but doing nothing to erase him from my mind. Luca's touch still lingered, his voice still echoed in my ears.
I pressed my hands against the cool tiles, taking slow breaths, trying to steady myself. This was dangerous. Whatever this was between us—it was consuming me.
A knock at the door made me jump.
"Juliette." His deep voice sent a shiver down my spine.
I didn't answer.
The door creaked open anyway.
I turned sharply, steam curling around me as Luca stepped inside. His sleeves were still rolled up, the top buttons of his shirt undone, revealing the hard planes of his chest. He looked like a man on the edge.
"What are you doing?" My voice wavered.
He didn't move closer, but the air between us
