Callie's POV
I slipped into my bedroom, the door clicking shut behind me, and peeled off my clothes without a second thought.
The shirt came first, then the shorts, leaving me bare in the cool air. Goosebumps pricked my skin as I padded to the bathroom, twisting the shower knob until steam filled the space.
Hot water cascaded over me, soaking my hair and tracing rivulets down my breasts, my stomach, between my thighs. I closed my eyes, letting the spray massage the tension from my shoulders while thoughts of Dominic flooded in.
What does he want to do to me tonight? Tie me up? Make me beg?
The ideas sent a shiver through me, not from the water, but from the anticipation twisting in my gut. Nervous, yeah— but the good kind, the kind that made my pulse quicken and my body ache for
