~Nancy Pov~
The next morning, I woke with a blush of embarrassment creeping over me. Memories of my naughty thoughts from last night made me feel a little ashamed, though I couldn’t deny the strange thrill that lingered. My eyes fell on a small note beside me on the bed:
"Good morning, beautiful. Will be back in a few."
I couldn’t help but smile foolishly at the note. It was the kind of thing that made my heart flutter without any real reason, and yet I felt warm inside.
Before I could dwell further, the door opened, and there he was, Will, wearing nothing but his boxers. My breath caught as my eyes roamed over him. His toned chest, the faint glistening of sweat along his abs, and the effortless confidence in the way he moved, it was almost unfair how perfect he looked. My gaze lingere
