Clara
When I came out of the bathroom, I was still drying my hair with a towel. The hotel's white robe was tight around my waist, and the hot steam still clung to me from the bathroom.
I looked up and saw Ethan entering the room.
For a second, we both froze. His eyes met mine and then involuntarily dropped to the floor for just a moment, long enough for me to notice, and for him to notice too.
"Excuse me."
He turned away immediately.
"I thought you were still asleep."
A smile appeared on my lips; it was strange.
He could intimidate anyone with a single look, but when it came to me... he seemed to forget how to act.
"It's okay."
He kept his back to me, and for some reason, that touched me, because I knew he was being respectful... too respectful.
I changed quickly, and when I fi
