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The size of his room surprises me. It is larger and nicer than the one I have moved back into, but not as nice as the suite Cam and I had been intended to share. I would have thought that shipboard entertainers would have more modest 'crew-sized' accommodations––possibly even sharing a room with another worker. My eyes are immediately drawn to his King-sized bed, and I can't help wondering if he has already shared it with anyone during this trip.
Despite my brazenness in the hallway, Andrew does the gentlemanly thing and detours into his bathroom before emerging with a plush bath towel wrapped low around his hips. My wayward gaze travels down him, visualizing what I have just seen that is now hidden below the white towel.
He watches my eyes travel down his body, and I see his Adam's
