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chapter 77

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Chapter 77 –

Lisa’s POV

I was still in bed when I heard the shower running.

The soft hum of water against tile made my heart race. The thought of him, naked and wet, steam clinging to every perfect inch of his body, ignited a fire low in my belly. I wanted to get up, sneak into the bathroom and press my lips against his skin, tease him until he begged—but I didn’t.

Instead, I stayed beneath the sheets, pretending to sleep, heart thudding wildly as the door creaked open.

He stepped out.

God.

Water dripped from his dark hair, trailing down his strong jaw, gliding over his bare chest, and disappearing into the towel slung low around his hips. His abs, carved and glistening, flexed with every step he took. He was art. A sinful masterpiece. My mouth watered, and I had to bite down on my lip to keep from moaning.

The bed dipped beside me.

His fingers brushed along my arm, slow and deliberate. I shivered under his touch.

“You’re awake,” he murmured, his voice husky and lo
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