~HUNTER'S POV~
The bathroom door opened with a soft click, and I turned from where I stood in the middle of her living room, my keys forgotten in my palm.
Celine emerged wrapped in a pale pink robe, her damp hair falling in waves around her shoulders. When she saw me, she froze, her hand still on the doorknob.
"Hunter." Her voice was carefully neutral. "Did you forget something?"
I held up my keys. "Caesar's room."
"Oh." She pulled the robe tighter around herself, creating another barrier between us. "Well, you have them now."
The dismissal in her tone was crystal clear. Polite, grateful, but final. Like I was a stranger who had done her a favor and now it was time for me to leave.
"Celine."
"Thank you for today," she said quickly, not meeting my eyes. "Caesar had the most wonderfu
