Eliana froze, realizing her mistake. She hadn't seen clearly and accidentally tossed the bath salts. "I didn't mean to do that. It's because you took so long to leave..."
"So, it's still my fault?" Chase's expression darkened. Steam veiled his rugged features, making him look even more intimidating, like a wild beast unleashed.
He moved closer suddenly, causing Eliana's heart to race. It took several deep breaths to calm herself. "You should go first."
"But what if I don't want to?" Chase's stubbornness surprised even him. He couldn't shake off the pain he felt, and he wasn't ready to let it slide.
Boxers were known for their quick tempers, and Eliana didn't need to argue with him in this vulnerable situation.
"You should go so I can get dressed and tend to your wound. If we keep this
