Betty’s POV

"Running to your room after having your fill.."

The shock of being caught hit me like ice water.

One second I was turning to flee, the next his cold hand clamped around my wrist, yanking me back with a force that stole my breath. My back slammed against his chest.

His body was still dripping from the pool, water soaking instantly through my thin nightdress, chilling my skin even as his heat burned through it. Every ridge of muscle pressed against me, hard pectorals, ...