Izzy’s heart pounded in her chest the moment she stepped into the shower. Her eyes instantly landed on Seth’s wet, naked body—and she froze. She bit her lower lip hard, her throat suddenly dry. Swallowing, she took a hesitant step forward.
“H-hi…”
Her voice barely came out—a whisper drowned beneath the steady stream of the shower. But despite how faint it was, Seth heard her. He turned to her immediately, grinning as his eyes drank in her presence.
“Hello, beautiful... What are you doing here?” he asked, smiling wide.
Izzy rolled her eyes at the question, unable to stop herself.
“Do you really need to ask that?” she said, her cheeks flushing. “You already know the answer.”
“I do,” Seth replied with a teasing smile. “But I wanted to hear you say it.”
Another eye-roll. This time, Izzy
