Flynn’s POV The warm water clung to my skin like invisible hands reminding me of everything that had just happened in that bath way after Ray had left me to dress. Standing up, I let out a soft sigh, pulled the white soft towel which hung on the rail close to the bathtub and wrapped it around me. The air outside the bathroom was cool against my still wet skin. As I moved towards the wardrobe, lost in thought, my pulse still beating loudly. I tried to breathe out but no matter how deeply I tried to breathe, I carried his scent—cedarwood and storm—down into my chest, searing me with a craving I didn’t know how to name. “How are you feeling now, Ma'am?” A calm voice came from behind me, startling me to my bones. “Oh, so sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to startle you, my lady.” She apologized softly, her face calm and comported. “My lady?” I reiterated in my head as I m
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