Chapter 48

• Entering the bathroom, my skin was immediately met with warmth and steam. Blake was under the shower, his body gleaming behind the glass door. My eyes involuntarily raked over his muscled figure and halted for a heated moment on his crotch and taut stomach. My belly flipped and my hands started sweating. But no matter what, I had to talk to him. I had to know we were fine.
• “Blake,” I said as I slid the glass door open and pursed my lips.
• He jumped, turning to face me. If the situation had been different, I would've laughed like crazy at his flabbergasted expression.