JUNE – POV
I left him in bed, still catching his breath, eyes half-lidded with that sleepy, post-orgasm look that made my heart flutter more than it should've.
I didn't expect anything else.
I'd only meant to sneak off and take a long, hot shower to shake off the way my legs still trembled. I needed time to breathe, to clear my head… to pretend I wasn't dangerously close to falling in love with the man who made me come undone with just his voice.
The water was already running down my shoulders, warm and comforting, when I started rinsing the shampoo from my hair. I sighed, letting the water drum against my scalp, eyes closed, body relaxing into the steam.
Until I heard the door open.
I froze. For a second, I thought maybe I imagined it — but then I heard it click shut, soft and slow, followed by the unmistakable sound of bare feet padding against tile.
I turned my head, blinking through water and steam.
