Blake’s POV
I stood under the warm stream of the shower, the water tumbling down over my lean, muscular form.
I had taken longer than normal, trying to still my racing thoughts. I knew I should be in Gwen's room, holding her, assuring her of my commitment, but I hesitated.
My heart ached with longing, yet my mind was preoccupied with worry. I feared losing my control, feared that my desire might overpower my resolve.
Finally, I shut off the water and got out, wrapping a towel around my waist. I caught my partial reflection in the mirror, and the look in my eyes was troubled.
I shook my head and grabbed another towel to dry my hair. The desire to be with Gwen was overpowering, but I had to handle the situation carefully.
I padded toward Gwen's room in comfortable nightwear. My foot
