Catherine was taken aback when she stepped out of the bathroom and found Travis entering the room. Her hand froze, clutching the towel she was using to dry her hair. She noticed that Travis was equally startled by her appearance, his gaze lingering as it lowered to her body.
Following his stare, Catherine’s lips parted in surprise. She realized that because her arm was raised to dry her hair, the hemline of her T-shirt had ridden up, exposing the length of her legs. She quickly lowered her hand and the towel, discreetly averting her eyes. She couldn't endure the intensity of his stare.
She hurried toward the bedside table to retrieve the hairbrush she had left there before her shower. She could still feel Travis’s eyes on her, and a wave of nervousness washed over her. She braced herself
