Mia
I get out of the bathroom, the hot steam still envelops me as I squeeze the flap of the towel that covers me up to mid-thigh. The damp fabric sticks lightly to the skin, a constant reminder that I have nothing underneath.
The room is plunged into darkness.
The window curtain is open, allowing me to glimpse the city skyline shining against the night sky. The artificial lights of the tallest buildings pulsate like terrestrial stars, and in the distance, I can make out the bridges that stand out over the river like steel skeletons. It's a breathtaking sight, yet the only thing my eyes rest on is him.
Jaxon.
He is sitting on the bed, his back resting on the fabric headboard, his face illuminated by the cold light of the mobile phone screen. The only source of light in the room.
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