Mia
The door clicked behind me, sealing me inside the bathroom, my breath coming fast, uneven, like I had been running for miles. I pressed my palms to the cool marble counter and met my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed; my pulse fluttered like a trapped bird beneath my skin.
Frynn’s gaze still burned through me. I could feel it, even though he wasn’t in the room anymore, the heat of it, the hunger buried under the calm mask he always wore. It wasn’t the kind of look he used to give me before. Back then, he had been all teasing grins and easy laughter. But tonight… it was different.
Tonight, he looked at me like I was something sacred and… dangerous.
The water in the tub steamed faintly, and I sank into it, hoping it would calm the rush inside me. It didn’t. The warmth
