Xander’s silver eyes locked onto mine, sharp and unreadable. His entire body was taut, like a predator barely restraining himself. The warmth of Dario’s possessive touch had vanished, replaced by something colder, more controlled—more Xander.
I smirked, dragging my fingers down his chest, feeling his heart pounding beneath my touch. Well, well… look who’s back.
For a moment neither of us spoke as he just stared at me, his eyes looking into mine like he was staring at my soul.
He didn't move. He still had my back pressed against the shower wall with my legs wrapped around him and the water pouring down on us.
And then like he finally came back to his senses he pulled away from me so fast it was a miracle I didn't meet the ground.
“What the f**k is going on here?!" he growled, his voic
