Zain POV
I take my time with her, letting her wake up slowly. I wash her carefully, making sure not to rush even when she sways on her feet like she could fall asleep standing. I help her rinse the shampoo from her hair, letting the water carry the soap away, and when I am sure she is clean, I shut off the shower and grab a towel.
Scarlet shivers slightly when I wrap her up, so I tuck the towel tighter around her and lift her into my arms. She hums quietly against my chest, not quite awake but not fully asleep either, and I carry her back to the bedroom.
Liam is already there, sprawled out on the bed, staring at the ceiling like it holds all the answers to life’s mysteries. His hair is damp and curling at the ends, his chest bare, a pair of loose shorts hanging low on his hips. He turns
