Chapter 10

Laura's POV

The figure stood motionless for a moment before stepping inside and approaching me. In the dimly lit room, I quickly recognized the familiar long strides and physique. It was Nicholas. My heart skipped a beat, and my legs threatened to give way beneath me. I struggled to maintain my balance, weakened by a rush of emotions.

"What are you doing here at this hour, Laura?" he asked, flipping the light switch to reveal his devilishly handsome face and his thick, wet curls. His shirt clung to his muscular frame, accentuating his allure. I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of desire as I gazed at him.

I looked up, realizing he was waiting for my response. What had he asked? My mind went blank in the presence of his captivating presence. I needed to say something, anything.

"You're soaked through," I managed to say, my voice laced with desire. My eyes locked with his, and his lips parted, conveying a shared longing.

"Why did you come...?" Before I could finish my senten