Edward had just finished his shower, and a faint mist of moisture still clung to his skin. The deep black robe he wore hugged his muscular frame, its belt loosely tied around his waist, revealing a hint of his toned chest.
After a brief pause, he began walking towards Natalie, his powerful legs flexing under the robe as they came into view with each step.
Natalie quickly looked away, feeling uncomfortable. The last time they parted, her words had been cold and final, and yet here she was, back to ask him for help. She bit her lip, trying to contain her unease.
Edward's gaze dropped to her full, soft lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he took a steadying breath. He turned his eyes away, asking, "Want something to drink?"
"No, but thank you."
Ignoring her refusal, Edward walked to the
