Camilla’s POV
The temptation to give in was stronger than the urge to pull back, so I nodded, slow and dazed, like someone under a spell.
Malakai peeled off his shirt, unhurried, almost like he was giving me a show. Even when the fabric covered his face, I could feel his gaze burning through me.
I swallowed hard, breath catching at the sight that followed. It wasn’t my first time seeing his bare chest, but it was the first time under this kind of heat. He looked solid, carved, breathtaking.
I could only stare.
“Do you like what you see?”
His voice snapped me out of my trance. I blinked, cheeks flaming red — redder than ketchup now.
“You’re… beautiful,” I blurted, unable to find a more suitable word to describe him. I wasn’t trying to flatter him. It was simply the truth. “And fit. A
