Nina POV
"No, thank you," I flatly refused without a second thought.
"I'll bathe after you."
Ryder hesitated for a while before I heard him let out a defeated sigh.
"That's sad," he mumbled, but I still refused to bat an eye at him.
I heard the soft echo of his footsteps against the floor, and I knew he was heading toward the bathroom. And the next thing, I heard the door open and then lock.
"Goodness me," I fell flat on the bed with a puff. God, that was close. Those tingling feelings almost made me lose my senses for a second.
How do I survive with him this close and always around me? Is he having fun because, damn well, he knows how my body reacts to his presence?
No. No. I cried out and buried my face in embarrassment. Why is everything that has to do with me
