After a moment of distraction, Elly Campbell suddenly snapped back to reality and looked at the man close at hand, the powerful aura hitting her full on.
"Knocking on the door in such a hurry, what do you want to do?"
Adam Jones's voice was slightly deep, magnetic and sexy, and it rose in front of her, invisibly carrying an elusive charm.
"You..."
Before she could finish her words, Adam cut her off with two teasing chuckles. He propped one hand against the door behind Elly and curled the other into a fist, his lips curved in a grin and a faint smile in his eyes.
"You're not thinking of coming in to watch me bathe, are you?"
The color of Elly's face instantly fell, thinking of the panic she'd felt outside the door just moments before, her complexion only worsened.
"If you want to watch, you can just tell me, I wouldn't refuse."
His fingers gently swept the hair from her forehead, the callused tips grazing Elly's delicate skin, leaving a faint tingly sensation.
