Margot's gaze hadn't quite dropped when Cassian's deep, gravelly voice pulled her back to reality.
His voice, always captivating, now carried an extra edge—raspy, tinged with desire.
She instinctively turned her head, stammering, "I—I didn't hear the water running. I thought the bathroom was empty."
He chuckled softly, adding, "In my search for answers, I've gone through our old chats too."
He took his time, slowly adding, "If I didn't know you are also from seven years ago, I'd think you were staring at me because you had something... else in mind. So, do you?"
Margot felt heat rush to her cheeks, like a furnace igniting from her face all the way to her ears.
Cassian, who had always seemed so composed and distant, was now a man whose words felt unexpectedly charged.
She bit her lip
