“Knock, knock,” a female voice calls softly from the hall.
I pull open the door to my bedroom and am met with the sight of Bailey standing in front of me, dressed in a gauzy white sundress, her feet bare. “Hey.”
Her eyes meet mine as she stammers out a barely audible hi, and then her gaze tracks hotly down my naked torso, lingering over my chest muscles and abs. A pink tinge spreads over her cheeks.
hiBingo.
BingoI knew she was due back soon, and she’d promised to check in on me. My sisters had texted photos from their visit at the hospital. The fact that I’m shirtless and fresh out of the shower is a total coincidence.
Yeah, right. Hashtag Sorry Not Sorry.
Yeah, right.Hashtag Sorry Not Sorry.I might be playing with fire, but f**k it, I’m too far gone to care. I want her. And if I’m
