~EXPOSED SCARS 2~
For one horrifying second, neither of us moved.
His gaze flicked across me, too quickly for me to fully read, but enough to send shame crashing through my chest.
I grabbed the gown from the floor immediately and pulled it tightly against my body. Ethan reacted just as fast. He turned away and shut the door almost instantly.
“I’m sorry,” his voice came from the other side. Controlled, but rougher now. “I should’ve knocked.”
I stood frozen behind the door, heart racing wildly.
“I brought you clean clothes.”
The door opened only slightly this time, just enough for his arm to reach through holding folded clothes neatly in his hand. I hurried forward and took them quickly without letting the gown slip.
The second my fingers touched the fabric, he withdrew his hand and
