“You were the one who came in here like…like this.” I gesture to his bare torso. He raises an eyebrow. “Like what?” “Half-naked.” Despite the heat creeping up my neck, I meet his gaze. “It’s my room. And you were the last person I expected to find in here. So you’re going to tell me, Duchess,” he levels me with a steely glare, “what you were doing in my room in the middle of the night.”
