Just then, the bathroom door opened and Ryker looked up suddenly, surprised to find me in such close proximity. His jaw dropped dramatically and I saw his eyes darken as he took in what I was wearing. The normal Genevieve’s brain was going a mile a minute with questions- doubting if this was too much or too little, but I bit my tongue, giving him a hard look and daring him to speak.
It felt like eternity for his eyes to come back to mine, but I held steady the course. Ryker just had a towel wrapped around his waist and his toned, fair muscles were on full display, still slightly dripping wet, with his white blonde hair damp, tosseled and sticking out at all angles. He looked like the cover of a magazine. He really was attractive and mischievous with the traditional boyish looks.
“Godde
