Chapter 33

Amelia

As I stand by the beginning of the stairs, my chest cramps the moment I see Ryan take off his t-shirt. I'm still wet from the shower and draped in his clothes. His scent is on me, and even though I'm supposed to join Zoya upstairs, my legs are working against me.

I stand frozen, unable to make a single move as Ryan aims his stormy eyes on me. A smile touches his lips, and my eyes fall to his carved abs, helpless to resist tracking the pathway of hair down to his crotch. He is gorgeous, but sex isn't on my mind.

"Shouldn't you walk upstairs? Ryan asks and folds his arms under his chest. The zombie bite is pretty visible, but I'm guessing he isn't afraid of getting seen with it inside his cabin.

"I..." I stop talking and lick my lips. I feel my heart sting—I don't want to leave him. "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Ryan looks surprised. "Isn't the bed upstairs good enough for you?"

Feeling frustrated, I march up to him with determi