Aurora POV
My heart hammers against my ribcage, threatening to tear itself out of my chest as Thorne watches me with that hot, hungry gaze.
“So obedient,” Thorne rumbles, sending another shiver down my spine. The kind of shiver that tells me that I want what his desire-thickened voice promises. “You prepared so well.”
I want to tell him I didn’t prepare for him. I just wanted to wash the day off, and he happens to be here, but I find that I can’t speak past the lump in my throat. It’s almost like his gaze is a physical touch, caressing every spot they run over.
Inching forward at the crook of his finger, I sit across from him and settle the towel where I feel at least a bit covered.
“Sorry for using your bathroom without permission,” I mutter, tightening my hold on the top and bot
