The dress drops from my hand. His eyes wander lower. My heart skips a beat. His gaze lingers. I can barely hear my breaths as intense hunger clouds his eyes. I've never seen a man look at me that way before, and I've never seen that look in his eyes, even when he looked at Anya. It was so new to me.
The sound of footsteps breaks both of us out of our trance. Atticus steps in and slams the door shut before anyone can see me.
The sound is enough to remind me of my state.
I spin around and cover my exposed breasts even though it doesn't make sense now that he's seen them. And I'm not helping the situation by showing him my bare ass either. That is if he's still looking at me, which I doubt he is.
He clears his throat.
"I'll leave when my brother walks past my room." He tells me. Did
