Polly sat at the vanity table, dabbing concealer under her eyes and blending it out in soft, careful movements. Her skin still tingled from Rael’s touch, and even after the warm shower, her cheeks remained flushed.Rael had suggested they shower together, his exact words had been, “It’s only fair I wash your back after how many times you’ve scratched mine”—but Polly had stared at him like he’d grown another head, her cheeks flushing a dark shade of pink, before darting into her own room, his laughter resounding in the air.Now, her blush was betraying her. Again.A knock came on the adjoining door. She jumped a little, then tried to dab powder over her face to hide the pink before standing to open it.Rael stood on the other side, still buttoning his shirt. His sleeves were rolled up, the crisp white fabric hugging his chest.“Are you ready?” he asked, raising a brow.“Almost,” she muttered, her eyes tracing his body before she gulped and looked away. Was Rael getting more handsome by
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