Chapter 86
Drogen leaned closer, his eyes narrowing as he tried to confirm if he'd heard her correctly. "What did you just say?" he asked, his voice low. But Natasha had already drifted into a deep sleep, her chest rising and falling softly with each breath.
Drogen's heart raced as he watched her. What was this feeling she awakened in him? He couldn't tell apart her emotions from his own—it was really confusing.
He sighed and headed out of her room to the bathroom for a shower, hoping to calm the undying arousal beneath his pants. Once he was done, his face was back to its usual serious expression as he stepped out.
