Maya's POV

The bathroom door opened, and Regan stepped out. He was only wearing boxers and had a towel hanging around his neck.

His skin was still damp from the shower, and the sun highlighted his chest and abs to even more definition.

I quickly looked away, as well as pretended not to know, but it was too late. He already had caught me staring.

He gave me a small smirk as if enjoying the moment. I rolled my eyes and turned around.

Theresa was lying on the bed. She looked at me and raised ...