Nate's P.O.V.
I headed back to her room, getting there within a couple minutes. I knocked, waiting for her to answer.
"It's open." She yelled.
"I've come for your works of art." I smile wide as I enter the room, trying to mask any other emotion from playing on my face.
"They're on the desk. Careful, they are still a bit wet." She yelled out from the bathroom. I walked over to the desk, admiring the paintings again. She's so talented.
I looked over to the bathroom and she had left the door cracked just the slightest. She didn't mean to, I am sure. The crack is so small, but my dragon eyes can see so much with such a crack. She's standing straight taking her bra off. Normally I can control myself, but today I can't.
I watch with anticipation as the bra falls to the floor revealin
