I went to peer around the partition’s edge, and the moan that escaped my chest vibrated the treehouse. A water closet, complete with a sink and copper tub. The tub had been filled with warm, steaming water. I reached for the hem of my tunic, about to strip it off my body when the sound of footsteps came from outside. My stomach sank. Damn. I smoothed down my shirt, making sure every inch of my stomach was covered. Then I moved to the center of the room, expecting Zavier to walk through the door. Silly me and my expectations. When was I going to learn not to assume anything? Of course it wasn’t
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