Dominic POV
When Isabella came out of the bathroom, wrapped in the thin hotel robe her cheeks were still rosy from the warmth of her shower. I felt a part of my body tighten involuntarily as I took in her lush expression.
Rising stiffly, and trying not to meet her eyes or her delicious scent that wafted into my nose, I brushed past her into the bathroom to take my turn.
Settling myself in between the rusted shower, I turned on the cold tap to full length willing my mind not to wander… to stay focused on how we were going to survive the night and also if the weather would be clear enough for us to travel tomorrow.
Somehow, I succeeded in clamping on my errant desires, some of which were a reminiscence of the night I spent with Isabella months ago. Confident, that I could han
