Gabriel’s POV
When she got out of bed and went to the bathroom, I caught a faint smirk on her face. It was subtle but unmistakable. She was up to something—something involving me.
I clenched my jaw as the bathroom door clicked shut. That look wasn’t innocent. It was calculated, a silent taunt. And I could not help but wonder what her game was.
She spent an eternity in there, the sound of water running grating on my nerves. When she finally emerged, she wore that pink gown—the one that clung to her curves and made me think of the times we’d f****d in the office. Back then, she was irresistible. Now, she was just a haunting shadow of my mistake.
Her voice cut through my thoughts. “Enjoying the view, Gabriel?”
I snapped out of it and folded my arms. “Are you going out?”
She paused by t
