Chapter 6

Rhett’s POV

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Micah was back. How? Didn’t he make it to his trip?

I pushed away from Astrid and grabbed my towel, tying it quickly around my waist.

Footsteps echoed on the stairs. He was getting closer to his room.

“Rhett? Are you in?” Micah’s voice asked, louder than before. “Don’t tell me you’re taking a nap, you sleeping ass.”

Astrid’s eyes widened.

“Rhett–”

I didn’t think twice. I pulled her into the walk-in closet. ...