KATY'S POV
Whoever was supposed to be proposed to in this room must have really loved flowers… or the hotel just lost its mind. Even though the receptionist claimed the staff were clearing the place, there was still a giant heart of flowers sprawled across the bed. Honestly, it looked like someone had tried to trap Cupid in here.
Braydon pushes in, sighing as he kicks off his shoes and shuts the door behind him.
He peels off his shirt, bare-chested now, and pauses at his waist, giving the impression he might go further.
“Woah.” I exclaim, covering my eyes with one hand. Slowly, I peek through my fingers. His head tilts, and his expression is… unbelievable.
“You’ve seen everything already,” he says. “What’s left to hide?”
I roll my eyes, trying desperately to hide the flush creeping
