Racheal was disappointed when she stepped back into the bedroom. She had hoped she would be able to sneak under the covers before Steffan returned from the bathroom.

But apparently, she had wasted too much time in the closet, and Steffan was done bathing.

She steeled herself, and began to walk to the bed, very aware that his eyes were glued to her body.

In the safety of the thick white bed covers, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

She stayed as close to the edge of the bed as much as ...