I felt impossibly flashed the moment I saw Cassian's naked chest. He walked out of the shower casually, I didn't mean to allow him to use the shower in my room ... I wanted him far away from me, but with Aria busy with Nancy picking colours for her room...
I was left thirsting over the man I hated the most.
The wind blew cold against my skin as I sat by the bed, trying to watch the ceiling like it was a better sight then seeing Cassian's naked chest.
As tall and handsome as he is, I fail terribly at ignoring him.
"Sera?" His eyes lock into mine, finally. My skirt rolls up my thighs the second I move.
His voice saying my name like that—low, rough, almost a growl—snaps something inside me.
I should look away. I should stand up, pull my skirt down, tell him to get the hell out of my
