I set the device down on the toilet seat, then close my eyes and soak until I start feeling cold. Letting half of the water out, I add more until it's warm again before I wash my body and shave.
When I climb out of the tub, my skin's all wrinkly. I take my time lathering myself with my favorite cherry blossom lotion and applying my skincare products.
Wearing my buttery soft shorts and matching tank top, I open the door. There's no sign of Luca, and I quickly place my overnight bag in the walk-in closet.
As I turn around, Luca stalks into the bedroom. While I was in the bathroom, he changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt which doesn't make him look any less formidable.
"Finally, I was about to check if you drowned." Then his eyes slowly sweep over my body, and I swear I see a flash of
desire.
Don't start imagining things.
I cross my arms over my chest and just stare at him, too
tired for another argument.
His eyes sharpen on my face, then he tilts his head and slowly moves closer. It makes me feel like I'm being hunted, and I immediately uncross my arms and change my stance to a ready-for-anything position.
Instantly, Luca stops the expression on his face darkening even more. "Why are you assuming a fighting stance?"
I wave a hand at him. "You went into predator mode."