Or did I miss the signs? Lost in her thoughts, she watched as he straightened up and bestowed her with a warm smile, deepening the enigmatic allure he exuded.
He is so full of mysteries. I wish I could read his mind… She mused inwardly.
Matteo adjusted his posture as he reached out his hand to help her with her attire. However, when his touch grazed her shoulders, she flinched involuntarily, her eyes snapping shut once more. Doubts and self-protective instincts waged war within her.
"Please, let me handle this task on my own, at least," She finally mustered the courage to speak, her voice slightly shaky. "I believe I can manage to put the robe on myself."
He hesitated, his gaze locked on her, critically analyzing her. After a brief moment of contemplation, he decided to honor her request. Rising from the bed, he made his way towards the bathroom door. Just as his hand grasped the handle, he turned, casting a final glance in her direction.
