DALTON POV
After the little pity party in the garden—yeah, I saw it for what it was—I went back to our room.
Nothing special. Just needed to clear my head. Maybe chill for a bit before hitting the gym. Burn some of this frustration off.
Just chill.
Right?
That’s all I meant to do.
But then... I walked past Kai’s side of the room. The drawer wasn’t even fully closed. One of the top ones. I didn’t open it. Not really. My fingers just brushed it. And then it was open. Just like that.
That’s how it started.
That’s how I ended up standing there with my hand buried in Kai’s underwear.
Lace.
Soft. Black. With a little ribbon on the front.
I froze.
That was… unexpected.
My pulse stopped, then kicked back in—loud. Violent. Like it was trying to break out of my chest.
What the fuck...?
