Dominic’s POV
For a few seconds, I didn’t move.
Her towel had slipped just a little, enough to reveal the soft curve of her thigh and her cleavage.
Water dripped slowly down her legs, leaving trails along her skin, and her bare back was still glistening from the bath. Her scent—warm and faintly floral filled the room like smoke, pulling me in.
She was right between my legs, her hands resting on my thighs for balance. Her hair had fallen forward, damp and tangled.
Her breath was shaky.
And so was mine.
Her head lifted slowly. Her lashes were wet from the mist, her cheeks flushed.
“You…” I started to speak, my voice deeper than I meant.
“Don’t think too much,” she mumbled. “My hair got stuck in your belt.”
I blinked. “What?”
She tried to lift her head further, but winced. “It’s t
