Felix had come out with only a towel wrapped around his waist.He stood by the railing as if admiring the night view, his skin still damp from the shower. A drop of water slid from the ends of his hair, down over his broad shoulder, across the firm lines of his back, and lower, until it disappeared beneath the edge of the towel.He had an excellent body.Perfect proportions, with the lean, toned build of someone who had been disciplined for years.As he moved, his shoulder blades shifted slightly beneath his skin, like a pair of folded wings.He held a towel in one hand and casually dried his hair. Damp, his silver-gray hair looked darker, falling across his forehead and making his dark brows and deep eyes stand out even more.“What are you looking at?” Felix asked, raising a brow as he turned toward her with a low laugh.Miranda quickly lowered her gaze.“Nothing.”Felix walked over and sat down on the couch beside her.Despite herself, Miranda glanced at him out of the corn
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