CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
**Oliver West**
Then the sound of the door clicking open.
Oh god! I was done for.
I watched as he casually strode inside the bathroom and made his way toward the shower stand. He had not sighted me from my spot, where I stood flattened against the wall.
My heart hammered against my ribs so violently I was sure he could hear it echoing off the bathroom tiles. Every muscle in my body was coiled tight, ready to bolt, but there was nowhere to go.
I considered making a quick dash for the door, but what would I do about Vince who was currently waiting for him inside the room? I would still be discovered either way.
I watched with wide eyes as he pulled his T-shirt over his head and allowed it to fall down in a heap on the ground.
The lump in my throat grew thicker and tighter as my eyes wandered freely over the well-defined muscles of his chest and abs. Heat flooded my face, spreading down my neck like wildfire.
