ARTEMIS’ POV

Her eyes give away her thoughts more than she realizes. She might not even know how easy it is to read her just from the faces she makes.

Her eyes run over every square inch of my bare chest, like a thirsty pup, and there’s a very obvious gulp that happens before she tries to run away from me.

I grab at her arm, dragging her into my room before she can cause a scene outside my door. A bit of pride fills my chest, knowing I’m probably the first guy she’s seen in a towel by ...