Chapter 23

I walked straight to Teagan’s room, my heart pounding with a mix of irritation and disbelief. Without thinking twice, I raised my hand and knocked hard on his door.

He opened it almost immediately.

And that was when I froze.

Teagan stood in front of me — shirtless, wearing only a pair of dark boxers that hung low on his hips. His hair was slightly tousled, his skin glistening faintly as though he had just come out of the shower.

My eyes widened and I quickly covered my face ...