Chloe had a long bath. She spent longer than usual soaked in the tub.
Her feet shuffled quietly across the floor as she made her way back to the bed when she stepped out of the bathroom. The room seemed almost too small now, the space closing in on her as she crawled back under the covers. She pulled them up tightly around her body, covering herself as much as possible, though the pink flush on her cheeks remained. She felt utterly embarrassed, unsure of how to face him again.
She barely had time to settle when the door to the bedroom creaked open once more. She froze, her body instinctively tensing. Her eyes darted toward the door, and there he was again—Starry, his sharp features framed by the doorway. He didn’t wait for her to speak before he took a step into the room.
“Uhm, I didn’
