LUCA’S POV
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I watch as she closes the door , not sparing me one single glance and my back drops back onto the mattress , my hands dragging over my face and into my hair as a groan escapes my lips .
“f**k .” I muster out in a mere whisper .
My pants strain as my hard on presses against the soft material and I hurriedly sit up and walk over to the window , pulling the window open and the cool air flows over my body .
I sigh in relief , hoping it would cool me down so that my hard on could go soft again .
I stand there until the bathroom door opens and Novalie comes out wearing cotton pajamas that fit her like a glove .
She looked breathtaking and I inhale deeply to calm my racing heart .
Her wet hair hangs around her face in strands sticking together , hair tucked behind her ear and
