The door swung open, and the warm glow of candlelight spilled over my face as I stepped into the bathroom
And froze.
There standing half-naked, with water dripping down the hard lines of his torso, hair damp and pushed back, one hand reaching for a towel was Nix.
My breath died.
For a moment the world made no sound, not even the dripping faucet behind him. Only the frantic pounding of my heart filled my ears.
His eyes met mine, dark, steady… and unreadable.
I immediately tried to swallow the gasp rising in my throat and forced my expression into something anything that would look neutral to avoid suspicious cause I know father was watching, and kept my face blank.
But Nix's gaze sharpened, almost as if he could hear the thoughts tearing through my skull.
"…so… are you going to keep staring, or should I pretend you haven't just walked in on me naked for no reason?" he said not battling an eyelid and I tried to compose my words but was unable to voice any
