Shy
"Never leaving my sight, babe."
"Shut up and kiss me," Brooke demanded but they were suddenly interrupted when the door swung open.
Harry grabbed his towel that he had dropped and covered himself up, glaring at the intruder. "Shitting hell!" He swore. "What the fuck-"
Brooke sucked in a breath and Harry stood up, standing in front of her. "Rogue," Brooke said shakily.
"I see you're making the most of being back with your mate," Rogue said. He was leaning against the doorframe, watching Harry and Brooke with cold eyes. "I'm sure you know why I'm here, Brooklyn."