My eyes raked over Nate's body, his abs, his full chest, the way his Adam Apple bobbed and his pouty lips , but only for a second.
I schooled my face to remain neutral, whatever blush that wanted to rise up died instantly when I thought of what they did to someone innocent.
I wasn't here for this.
Did I expect to see him shirtless? No.
But I knew why I was here and it was expected for third year students to show their so called and and muscles when home alone and doing workouts.
So, I straightened my shoulders and lifted my chin. "Can I come in?"
Cold. Detached. I didn't have time to pretend like I wasn't pissed.
Nate arched a brow, stepping aside. "By all means."
I walked past him, eyes barely flickering toward Ryder, who was watching me closely, unreadable.
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