Lilith
I wrap the towel around my body and step out of the restroom to dress when Cain appears before me. His icy blue eyes sensually traverse across my frame, making my body heat with arousal. “You know, you can knock,” I state firmly, not wanting him to see how he affects me.
Cain stands still before me, his fists close tightly. Striding forward, I quirk a brow when he doesn’t move out of my way. He’s like a gorgeous wall of muscle. Biting my lip, I walk around him and stifle a groan when our bodies brush against each other. My body feels like I was touched by a livewire at the contact. I try not to look at him, but it’s difficult because he looks incredibly dapper in his fitted black t-shirt accentuating his broad shoulders and six-pack abs. It’s remarkable how his black cargo pants m
