A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Before I could respond, Faruk entered, his expression unreadable.
“May I come in?” he asked, his voice gentle. His chest was bare and his hair wet, he smelled like he was fresh out of the shower.
I stiffened, not wanting him near me, but I knew I had to make him let his guard down. Reluctantly, I nodded, pulling the sheets up to my chest. He approached the bed and sat down on the edge, his eyes never leaving mine. “I wanted to make sure you were alright,” he said, his voice filled with genuine concern.
“I’m fine,” I replied, though my voice lacked conviction.
Faruk hesitated for a moment before speaking again I wondered if that was all he had to see. “Can I stay with you tonight?” he asked.
My heart skipped a beat at his request mak
