AUTHOR’s POV
Rhea’s eyes dropped before her brain could stop them.
Rowan stood there, water trailing down his chest, completely unbothered. He reached over and turned off the shower, eyes already on her.
“Done staring?” The smirk on his face was unbearable.
Rhea snapped back to herself. She shut her eyes, turned, and walked straight back to the bedroom. She climbed into bed, pulled the duvet over her head, and lay there like that would somehow undo what she had just seen.
It did not help.
She barely slept. She kept shifting further toward the edge of the bed, chasing sleep that refused to come, while Rowan lay on his side completely unbothered and fast asleep. The problem was not him. The problem was her head, and everything it kept conjuring every time she closed her eyes.
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