# Kaira's POV

Oliver rushed back into his room awkwardly, barely managing to wrap the towel around himself. His long legs moved like he was taking four steps at once, and in seconds, he disappeared behind the door.

"He's probably embarrassed," I mumbled.

I let out a slow breath, my voice dropping to a murmur. "I would be too, if I were in his shoes. Because..." I paused, narrowing my eyes slightly, my brows lifting as the thought lingered.

Maybe he didn't know the towel fell from him, I ...