Lily stepped out of the shower, her skin still flushed from the warm water. She reached for the plush dressing gown hanging on the back of the door, wrapping herself in its comforting embrace. The soft fabric clung to her damp skin, a stark contrast to the cold tiles beneath her feet.
As she opened the bathroom door, a cloud of steam billowed out around her. Caspian stood there, phone in hand, his silver eyes dancing with amusement. He was leaning against the wall, looking far too comfortable for someone who'd just been talking to his lover's mother.
"Here she is now," Caspian said into the phone, his voice a low purr that sent shivers down Lily's spine. He extended the phone towards her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "Your mother would like a word, little witch."
Lily took t
