The moment Aurelius opened the door and saw her standing there in just a towel, his headache vanished.
Just like that. Gone.
Everything became clearer, sharper. The fog that had been clouding his thoughts for a while now lifted completely.
He stared at her, taking her in properly for the first time. She was beautiful. Her sharp green eyes looked panicked now, darting between him and the floor. Her face was flushed pink, water still dripping from her dark hair down her shoulders. The towel covered her but didn’t hide the curves underneath, the outline of her full breasts, her shapely legs still wet from the bath.
Goddess, she was beautiful.
She seemed embarrassed, shifting her weight from foot to foot. He realized he was staring and muttered an apology that sounded like rubbish to his
